It is quiet now.... finally! Ahhhhh, pure bliss.
It has been a non-stop parade of whining, griping, sniveling, groaning, guilting, begging, and complaining....... to the point that I was tempted to take off my sweaty socks and stuff them in each ear. Not kidding!
It could be the weather, I guess. We are WILTING over here. It is insanely hot, actually TOO hot to play outside, for any length of time anyway. That makes my kids miserable.
It could also be that I announced first thing that it was a Y day, as in, the YMCA. Did I tell you I joined a few weeks ago? I DID! Can you believe it? I haven't EVER, EVER joined a gym. It was kinda scary at first, but I am learning the ropes and really enjoying it. At least I enjoy it when I am actually there. The
getting there is the hard part. Once I drop the bomb that we are heading to the Y, the parade (the one I described above) begins. I start wondering if it is worth it. Is it? It is, it really IS. (POUNDING this knowledge into my head!) I get there and drop the boys off (Chase had tears in his eyes, TEARS! Seriously, he was laying it on pretty thick this morning) and get an ENTIRE hour to focus on ME! I get to watch the NEWS and clear my head and work up a sweat. It feels good, really GOOD. But that darn Mommy Guilt creeps in. Especially when I go to pick them up and they are hoovering near the door, watching the clock, counting the minutes. They will get used to it..... right? I have only been going 2-3 times a week. It's not like I drag them there daily! Anyway, I am determined to keep up the regimine, amidst the groaning, hoping that they will grow accustomed to it..... eventually.
Do you have Mommy Guilt? Do share.....
(If for no other reason, to make me feel better about torturing my children with the daycare at the Y! You're the BEST. Thanks!)