Losing my mind, noodle arms and summers of spoiled kids.Summer months can be trying for everyone involved. If you’re like me, you’re kids are enrolled in what I like to call, MommyCamp. At this camp, they tend to get spoiled. My kids are good kids. Really, they’re not holy terrors that write on the walls and punch each other in the face on the daily….but still somehow I’ve created monsters. These little monsters are now accustomed to being fully entertained all day long! And it’s all my fault! They go to Canada’s Wonderland, the splash pad, the park for park hops and nature walks. Crafting days when it’s raining, they get fed all their favourite foods and snacks and basically want for nothing. Why oh why did I start this? Now when I’m just trying to get some work done they complain about being bored?! Geez, when I was a kid (yep here goes ….) I just got on my bike and played outside! So the other day, I had decided to go to Wonderland (a huge Disney sized amusement park in Ontario, Canada) and pack up everything for a fun day. We get to the park and low and behold the stroller is missing a wheel! I get the toddler out of his car seat only to find him in a total tantrum (for God knows what reason). At which point, he then decides to have a total meltdown on the parking lot pavement and won’t get up. If you’re a parent reading this you KNOW what I mean when I say noodle arms. I mean I couldn’t get this kid to stand up if his life depended on it. He was completely boneless as I tried again and again without luck. As the sun beat down on me, the weight of the 3 water bottles and snacks in the backpack, I realized it was me that was done. I decided to make an executive decision and try again another day. After I packed them all in the car again, I decided to put up our ridiculously expensive bouncy-water-slide-castle in the backyard and try for fun that way. Yay me right? Nope. By the time we made it home, my two older kids had decided they didn’t want to do that anymore. Aaaand Momma had a meltdown. I realized my kids had become spoiled. Of course I did what my Mom would’ve done and made them clean the entire house top to bottom! I thought I’d show them a lesson! Well by the end of the day they had decided that Mommy day camp was much more fun ;))
The real issue though, was that I hadn’t been taking care of ME. I was chasing after the day, trying my hardest to make them happy when what I really needed was a break. So I took that much needed break. My husband got home and I literally handed the kids off to him and announced that Mommy was on strike until further notice. All I needed was to realign myself. I think what I was most mad about was that my hair was gross, I hadn’t even showered yet or had my own breakfast (or coffee!) because I wanted to get to the amusement park at a good time. I put myself last. I should’ve known better.
After I had showered, put on makeup, went out to get my nails done, grabbed coffee and did some errands on my own (including a trip to the liquor store) I felt like a totally different person. I reflected on my day and realized that much of how I felt about the day was more about me than it was about the kids. I was mad at myself for being disorganized, for trying too hard and putting myself last.
Moms, please don’t do what I did! I decided I was going to have better days. Making the decision was key! I made a pact with myself to wake up early, have that quiet time to myself in the morning and do my yoga and reiki. I decided to organize my day (obsessed by the way with the Happy Planner!) so that there was time for me, time for the kids and time to get work done. There was simply nothing to gain by sleeping in that extra hour and finding myself chasing the day and losing my sh*t. I’m certainly my best when I’m not at the mercy of others and can truly recognize that I’m nothing without putting myself first.