FYI – I have never had the chance to use the word kerflufffle – and I just decided tonight is the night! You’re welcome
Hey guys – Jamie here! Do you ever have those nights putting your kiddos to bed when you go back and forth from room to room putting them down over and over? It was one of those nights for me tonight – and I was so exhausted already. I mean – this is how tired I was – when my little one was going #2 in my bathroom, I laid down on the bed to wait, knowing he’d need help wiping. A minute later I woke up face down in my blanket when he started yelling “Mo-om!”
That kind of tired.
So I was putting the boys to bed, and my 12 and 5 year old are in one room in bunk beds, and my 10 and 7 year old are in the neighboring room in bunk beds. And between praying with all of them, searching for Chika-chika-Boom-Boom, NOT finding Chika-Chika-Boom-Boom and the heartbreak that caused (NO – he did NOT want to hear Llama Llama Red Pajama!), Caden being scared of the empty shelf next to his bed, Addie being scared of the everything in the whole world, James finding a small injury to complain about right before bed (always. every time.), Thatcher getting his feelings hurt over a library book scuffle and me shouting a few times “Get back in YOUR room!” – it was about a 2-hour-long process.
At the end of it, once everyone was safely in bed for the 18th time, I started walking tentatively away down the hallway (YES!)… Down the steps (God bless America!)… to pick up my laptop off the couch (al—most—-there—) And the door opened. It was scared of the empty shelf child.
In the end, I had to finaly agree to let my 10 yr old sleep with my 7 yr old (they’d been begging for that from the beginning anyway). And when I peeked in at my 12 and 5 yr olds, I found 12 yr old in the top bunk with 5 yr old giggling at the school yearbook and passing along sage advice about his new Kindergarten teacher. I pretended I didn’t see that and just kept moving. Pick your battles and all that.
Here’s the thing – when I plunk down in my chair finally – harried to within an inch of my life – I have to admit to myself that if these are my problems, then I’m doing pretty good. I mean, yeah – I’m exhausted and I’m kind of OVER my kids at this point in the day – but as so many older ladies have told me – I need to treasure these moments. But senoritas, I’m also here to tell you that it is danged hard for me to be patient in the here and now through those day to day struggles over stuff like changing your underwear (I found out tonight that someone wore theirs for 5 days – I’m not saying who…)
So here’s my question – how do you deal with “present” mom trials with “future” mom wisdom? What really tries your patience with your little ones? Any little pieces of advice or scripture you turn to most often? I’d love to hear it!