The aftermath OR the key to being a happy Mom
Monday, November 9, 2009 at 10:31AM I'm finally feeling more like myself and less like a feverish lump of uselessness that became me over the past 5+ days.
While it's great that I had enough energy to pull myself out of fetal position and actually shower before the kids got up - well, the aftermath is overwhelming.
Don't get me wrong. My husband was fabulous. He stepped in with the kids and totally rocked the Mr. Mom gig while picking up my slack. Their needs were well met. As well as their wants - such as playing endless hours of MarioKart while Mommy slept/read/watched TV/stared miserably at the TV in a state of not-quite-able-to-sleep-due-to-this-nasty-cough-ness.
I'm behind on work. My house looks like a small bomb went off. There's enough dog hair floating around that I'm considering naming the larger clumps. I can't remember what the surface of my desk looks like - it's covered with piles of stuff.
Oh, and I'm hosting a Girls' Night here tomorrow night. It's been on the calendar for weeks and I've been really looking forward to it. Gotta make it happen.
I'm off the cleanse because my throat swelled so much I couldn't swallow pills. I haven't been to the gym since last Wednesday - and I don't have the energy to pull that off, yet. I did do about 15 minutes of yoga yesterday here at home...and had to take a nap after. Not a good sign.
Not sure where I'm going with this. I know I'm whining. But whining takes far less energy than actually doing all that needs to be done.
I guess I need to work on my perspective:
- My kids aren't sick...knock on wood.
- The damage is mainly in the form of clutter and dog hair. Could be much worse.
- I am blessed to have friends to entertain.
- I am blessed that I didn't end up in the hospital, like others with the flu.
- My friends won't care if my house isn't spotless. Right?
- If my friends DO care, I have plenty of Pumpkintinis to serve until they are blind.
OK, I feel a little better now. Instead of stressing about all that needs to be done, I'm just going to lower my standards.
Voila. I've found the key to being a happy Mom.
Reader Comments (2)
Good for you. Or, like LM (Love Muffin) would say - "Screw 'em if they can't take a joke."
Ain't that the truth! "Good enough" should become the new "perfect"!