It’s Monday, which means the week gets started off with a 5am workout, which also means the alarm goes off at 3:55. In an effort to avoid a 5pm nap yesterday, I did not take the phone back when my youngest grabbed it saying “pone…pone…pishers, pishers!!” On the rare occasions she’s allowed to have my “pone” it’s on the lock screen where she can do no harm, or in the camera where I will later delete many many ceiling pictures. She happened to get her hands on it when it was unlocked. It was then I noticed she was in my alarm clock. Quickly I grabbed it back I accidentally changed the time to 4:55, but I caught it, phew. Disaster diverted, one simply cannot start the week off in deficit after all. Much later I double checked the alarm icon was showing and went night night. This morning I woke up to the smell of coffee. That’s not right, my coffee brews when my alarm goes off, I shouldn’t be smelling it. I looked at my phone, and it said 4:47. WHAT?!!?!?! I should be gone!! Frantically I texted the gym to tell them I was on my way for class, brushed my teeth, threw on my clothes, which thankfully I lay out the night before. This will be one of my tips for setting yourself up for success in an upcoming blogpost. In any event, this is the mom life isn’t it? We try to keep these tiny humans, and not so tiny humans on track, as well as running a household, working, maintaining relationships, and hopefully carving some time out for ourselves. In the case of this tiny human she is the most challenging of my children. She may be a hair like her mother. While she has some very admirable qualities that will no doubt serve her well later in life, it makes for some crazed moments for me. I can’t count the number of times I’ve texted her father and told him he needed to come home to deal with her, because I was at my wits end. Never has a human made me more crazy and in love at the same time. I joke (half heartedly) that she keeps me dangling over the edge ready to let me go at any moment. The truth is, she just doesn’t know she’s little. She has no idea that she’s not supposed to be able to do the thing that all the big people do. Mom life is crazy of that there is no doubt. Make sure that you’re carving out some time for yourself, whether it be a workout, devotional time, coffee or tea with a friend. Little moments here and there that you can look forward to when the crazy kicks in. My favorite part of the day is my coffee and devotional. I shoot to start the day off every day like this, even if it means getting up between 5 and 6 to beat the kids up. It’s always worth it to me. In fact it seems like on the days I do try to sleep in, and don’t have this time, the day goes awry. Today I did yoga, just 30 min of p90x3. The majority of that time she screamed at her toys out of frustration (the breyer horse kept getting stuck in her shopping cart) right in my face, or planted herself under me during cat/cow, or vinyasa. After I got done I joking posted that there was nothing more relaxing that yoga with a screaming toddler, and how I was feeling refreshed and renewed. Thankfully it’s my runs that relax and refresh me, not yoga. We all have a million stories about the kids being nuts, which is why it’s so important to have some sort of outlet! What are you doing good for yourself today? You deserve it, and they do too. No frazzled mommies! You love them, but be sure to take the time to love yourself!! Schedule it if you have to!
