Let this be known as the break where my kids learned that sleeping in is not getting up at 6, 6:30, or 7am. Except for Christmas morning, they’ve been sleeping til 8am or later every day. Ahhhhhhh……I am one happy Momma. But we’ve been lazy in other ways too. I feel no need to be running around all over the county, taking them here and there to keep them busy and entertained. Quite honestly, they haven’t asked. I just can’t make myself do it. Laziness I’m sure. But honestly, I don’t care. Mother of the year? Probably.
We have spent the past five months doing nothing but running. Between soccer practices for all three kids, Saturdays full of soccer games, baseball on Friday nights, three days of dance classes, Nutcracker rehearsals and then performances, plus homework and all the “normal” stuff of therapy, well-child check-ups and my surgery, the unscheduled hours were very few. I believe all of us are just plain exhausted. I guess I’m trying to justify our laziness over this break. Why do I feel the need? Mommy guilt rears its ugly head.
When the babies were younger, it was imperative to keep them entertained and to wear them out. That was just saving my sanity. But now that their days are generally more full, and they are more self-sufficient, they have outgrown the constant need for me to entertain them. And I refuse to compete with other moms anymore in the “what-have-you-done-with-your-kids-this-break” game. Admittedly, some of Ethan’s homebody-ness probably comes from me. I’m just comfy and happy at home. I have everything I need here…..food, books, tv, movies. The kids’ friends come and go, leaving giggles in their wake.
Things are changing in our house. For months, I’ve felt that we’ve entered a new world in which I have no idea what I’m doing. I think I’m starting to get a grasp on it now, and part of that means being okay with spending lazy days at home all through the break. That’s not to say we’ve done absolutely nothing at all. But yes, we’ve been pretty lazy. PJ/movie/video game days abounded. But Monday, we dig back in. School resumes. Soccer practice and dance resume for Grace. January will fly by with two soccer tournaments. Ryley will start golf lessons. We’ll face homework, therapy appointments, and whatever else the Spring will bring. So I’m going to call this the “recovery/preparatory break”. We’ve earned it.