Tag Archives: MDO

Is it wrong?

Standard

If you’d have seen me just a few minutes ago, you might’ve witnessed the rare occurance of moi doing some back flips! Crazy, huh? Yeah, it is, quite honestly, since I don’t have an athletic bone in my body! Sad, but true. I do enjoy some yoga and walking, but that’s a story for another day.

You see, I’ve been counting down the days til our Mother’s Day Out (MDO) program resumed after Christmas break. Ya’ll the struggle is real! I don’t know what it was, but my little was starved for some interaction with his buddies, I guess, and I’m quite certain this Momma was starved for a little peace and quiet. Whew!

The guilt comes in because I love my boy so much, more than I can express. Butttttt, his 4 year old energy and temper tantrums as of late are driving me straight to the funny farm. I’m not kidding. Even my sweet hubby who has the patience of Job, agrees. It doesn’t help that my boy stillllllllll poops in his pants AT FOUR YEARS OLD! Ya’ll, it is killing me to have to clean him up every.day.at.least.twice. I’m over it! Who in Sam’s Hill still potties in his pants at 4 years of age?! (Apparently, as of last night, I’m not alone. Someone I met at our hairdresser’s yesterday has a boy with the same issue, mind you!) Amazingly he doesn’t at school. Makes me mad because as soon as he’s within feet of our house, all bets are off.

Let’s be clear: it’s not like I’m propped up on my laurels eating bon bons or anything resembling that! On the contrary, I’m making long-overdue phone calls to our insurance company and other such correspondence. I’m washing/drying clothes and cleaning my dirty house. I’m purging our over-stuffed closets. I’m picking up groceries from the beloved Walmart grocery pick-up service which I swear is God’s gift to Mommas.

The thing is, I feel a bit spoiled these days, you might say. Why you ask? Because until this past fall, I’ve not had my child enrolled in any sort of daycare, MDO, sitter, or the like. I relished my time with him (well, most of it, if I’m being honest) and wasn’t ready to turn loose of my child….or my funds. Fast-forward to this past September, and I couldn’t open my wallet fast enough! Sad, but true. My cherub is now a proud member of MDO and I didn’t cry a drop that first day I walked him in to class….or since. It has been a gift of God to be able to be a SAHM in the first place. To be able to send him to school just 2 half days a week has been a much-needed sanity break. Honestly, I feel like a woman of leisure.

I’d love to know if any of you out there are feeling the guilt after sending your rug rats, I mean, ah hem, children back to school? Please tell me I’m not alone!!!! What do you do with your time apart? Are you exercising, catching up on chores, like me? working a part time job, home-schooling other kiddos in your home? Shopping? Meeting friends for coffee and lunch? Do tell. Curious minds want to know.

 

 

 

with a turn of a page

Standard

Oh how I dearly love the fall season! I adore the varied colors of foliage, the aroma of burning leaves, change of the sun’s position in the sky, delicious apple season, yummy chilis and soups, the majestic mountains, outdoor activities, and most of all….cooler temperatures!!!! Something happens within me as well; I feel invigorated by the crisp, cool, clear days. I have a spring in my step like no other season of the year gives me. Cherishing it day by day because fall will soon fade into winter, which is my least favorite season, even a little depressing.

With the start of fall brings a whole new freedom and excitement for me this year! I am almost giddy at the thought of my nearly 4 year old starting Mother’s Day Out (MDO) next week! I truly never thought I’d be ready for this moment; however, it’s only 2 days a week yet it represents hours of newfound freedom that will soon be mine. Those of you who’ve been following my blog are well aware of the boundless energy my son possesses. As a matter of fact, just last night, a friend at church witnessed my son’s burst of energy at nearly 8pm and asked me if he ever slows down…..to this question asked of me, I quickly exclaimed, “NO!” Well, maybe at bedtime after a slowwwwww winding down as he takes in a favorite TV show.

So, as excited as I am, I’m afraid I have inflated expectations of alllllll that I hope to accomplish during the hours he’ll be away two days a week. I’m ready to purge and clean my house top to bottom. I want to see the sparkle of clean floors, ready to stock my freezer with soups for fall, ready to meet a friend here or there occasionally for an impromptu lunch. While I feel so blessed to be a SAHM, quite honestly, I feel like my house has been on a nearly 4 yr hiatus of attention. Truly! You know how it is, you see that the bathrooms need cleaning so you give them some elbow grease and next thing you know, minutes later, it’s as if you never put a cleaning cloth to them. Discouragement at it’s finest. You sweep the carpet and within a matter of time, crumbs pattern the floor as if you never whirled that Hoover. This, of course, translates to the bedroom (mine and his!), the kitchen, den and bonus room. Toys are everywhere…mostly under my feet! Oh how I will purge them when his little eyes can’t witness them disappear. It’s times like these that I find myself wondering if my family of 3 could embrace a tiny house. Less stuff, more time, less stress.

Now, if you should darken my doorstep, please don’t be quick to judge me if all these glorious expectations of mine aren’t met. I have big outdoor plans as well, like the beds that need weeding badly, shrubs need coiffed, back yard needs purged of an abundance of toys.

For now, my son’s voice beckons me. After all, it’s more about the memories being made than the chores being left undone, right? The days go by quickly, and I intend to make the most of them with my newfound freedom!

Have a wonderful day, my friends!