Speaking of long walks, I've kind of been lost without them. Just a short while ago, I had an easy go-to when the Witching Hour hit us and the kids were driving me crazy in the house. I just popped 'em in the double stroller and walked in the fresh air for a solid hour and a half while dinner finished cooking or just kept warm. It cleared my head, required zero pep-talks (unlike running some days ;) ), and kept my rascals confined.
But lately they haven't been working for me. Will has reached an age where he simply hates sitting still and doing nothing for that long. Bringing books doesn't help cause the two just fight over them. And bringing the LeapPad not only seems to defeat the purpose of the walk outside for him, but for me as well cause its annoying to listen to.
- he makes an awesome date -
He is thriving at school and part of me wishes I had signed him up for four or five days, but not really cause he would have different teachers then, and his are bomb-awesome.
And ahhhh I have to find a way to enjoy this season right here right now. I have to find better ways to enjoy being at home with them, which means letting go of my despair at ever conquering the disaster of said-house.
I am blessed with children who are sweet to each other and sweet to me and their Daddy. I am so blessed in being able to spend all this time with them. I am blessed with a few really good mom friends who live nearby and whose refreshing company in playdates help me get over the moms who make you feel judged or judgey. I am blessed with good friends who don't live nearby, and who aren't all moms, but who never fail to help me with that needed-perspective.
The only successful way I've found so far to deal with transition is to lean into it. Just go all the way, baby. It helps snap more change into the air, which is key. Transition is the same in life as it is in the weather, when the rain brings a cold-front through and all you have for a week is miserable humidity... transition just needs some snappy, brisk winds of change to make it exciting instead of obnoxious.
We therefore transitioned the boys into a fancy new big boy room upstairs.... and Henry got to leave the crib for his very own big boy bed.
- the new digs -
And Jason had the genius idea of turning a work weekend trip to Atlanta into a kid-free getaway for both of us. It was totally refreshing. One of my girlfriends got a good laugh at me when I blew up her phone with happy, excited, Lorelei-speed texts during my morning alone at the hotel Starbucks while Jason worked. Amazing how much thinking you can do when the toddlers are away ;).
- the view from our room! -
I realized just how much I needed it when I flew out of bed Sunday morning at 6:30, ready and excited to get back to the boys.
That's all I have to deal for right now. Though I also sat down to plot ahead of a month of weekend adventures which will hopefully make a big difference ;). And I cannot even describe how
this post by the hands down Coolest Mom Blogger Colleen, helped encourage me. It made me feel like I'm not immaturely thinking the grass is greener in the next season - it could actually be that I am made for it. I love how she calls them "The Golden Years". I hope I can grow up to have a sliver of her joyfulness as a mom.
Andddd I know that has to start right here, right now. To conquering transitions!