I feel that I have so much I want to do – like I have a laundry list of things I want to write about on here – but by the time I have time to sit down and write, I am just too exhausted and lack the motivation to push myself to do anything. I just want a nap. I have so many goals, but it’s hard to want to accomplish them without the motivation and the fact that I like to sleep (and food… but that’s another story – ha!)
I spend the few precious minutes my baby seems to nap by prepping dinner or making bread or trying to do something useful around the house like laundry. Forget exercise. Who has time for that?!? We do try and take a walk together as a family every night, so at least I’m moving my body that way – and getting family time in too.
By the time we get all the kids to FINALLY go to freaking sleep, we are beyond tired and fall asleep or often fall asleep before them. With kids on wildly different schedules (despite our best efforts to get them all to sleep at the same freaking time!), we are just exhausted. 6 am work meetings. Boys that won’t stop talking until 11 pm. Babies waking up at 5 am. Toddler needing to pee at 3:30 am. I thought it would be better in the summer… I was wrong.
It is taking forever to get our house painted. From my husband being out of the country for a week, to rain, to camps, to babies getting into the paint when I try to help or paint, I feel like it will never be done. So much for what I thought would be a quick project – doh!
I know it is a season in our lives. As is everything. I think if I could just go to bed at 7 and wake up at 7 the next day, everything would be better again! ha! Sleep… what is that concept? I just feel like I have so much to do and so much I want to accomplish, I simply do not have enough hours in the day or frankly, enough sleep and motivation to get to them all. It can be massively frustrating.
But then I sit and hold my sleeping baby and all is well in the world again. Take a deep breath and know he is only this small for such a small time period. It can be frustrating from a personal standpoint of not accomplishing the goals I have (There are many. I tend to have a vivid imagination about what can be accomplished!), but it won’t always be that way and I will miss the days of just holding him while he sleeps.
Now if my house would just finish painting itself…
