Monday, November 22, 2010
Why I Can't Wait for My Golden Years
The ONLY thing that keeps me putting one foot in front of the other and trudging through life is knowing that one day, my kids will leave home and I will wake up and wonder what I'm going to do with my day. That day is years away.
Here is what my day looked like:
Sam is out of town (Don't come murder us--by the time you read this, he will be home.)
7:00 a.m. wake up and rush around to get four kids ready to go for the day (no time to shower myself!)
8:00 a.m. Dentist appointment for three older kids. Buster doesn't feel well and cries the whole time. Ryan screams bloody murder and refuses to get in the chair. Somehow at the end of the appointment, the dentist ends up holding Buster and the hygienist is holding Ryan and I'm empty handed. I don't know how that happened.
9:15 a.m. Drop Luke off to school.
9:30 a.m. Drop Sammie off to ballet
9:45 a.m. Go to my mom's house and drop off a Christmas tree (d0n't ask!) and proofread an invitation for her.
10:15 a.m. Pick up Sammie from ballet and pick up bagels because the kids are screaming for them. Ask for a side of butter. Realize as you leave the drive-thru that they don't give you a knife. Listen to the kids scream for butter all the way home.
11:00 a.m. Get Sammie ready for school. Help her make a birthday card for a friend. Nurse the baby.
11:30 a.m Sammie gets picked up.
noon-3:00 p.m. Blur of crying baby, nursing, crying two-year-old, cleaning up messes, laundry, phone calls.
3:00 p.m. leave to pick up carpool at school.
3:45 p.m. arrive home. My two good friends drop off their kids that I am babysitting while they set up for a church activity. Referee eight children for the next hour and half.
5:30 p.m. Drive all nine of us over to the church in my van and pray I don't get pulled over. Drop kids off to their moms.
5:45 p.m. Take baby to the doctor and find out he has another ear infection. Wait in the small room to see the doctor for 15 minutes while my four kids touch every surface in the room. Pray they don't get Aids. Listen to them fight over the crayons, the books and the rolling chair.
6:30 p.m. drop the prescription off to the pharmacy.
6:45 p.m. Come home and make breakfast for dinner. Feed the baby rice cereal in the bumbo while manning the stove and cutting up food for the older kids.
7:30 p.m. Go back over to the pharmacy to pick up the prescription.
7:45 p.m. Start helping kids with homework. Luke announces he has a book report due tomorrow. He hasn't finished the book.
8:30 p.m. Nurse the baby and put him to bed. Help the kids with their piano because they have lessons tomorrow.
9:30 p.m. Finish up homework, book report (he had to make a turkey out of paper, etc etc) and get the three older kids to bed.
9:45 p.m Relief Society president comes over to visit. Chat with her (She is awesome and it was actually really fun to talk to her.)
10:30 p.m. Call Sam and threaten to leave him if he doesn't get on a plane and come home tomorrow.