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June 27, 2009
My Crazy Life
Midwest farm life or beach life in Southern California? That’s easy, right? Then I remember that I have a 9, 10, and 15 year old to deal with and suddenly the appeal of acres and chores for attention-demanding kids changes my perspective. I have dreams of kids leaving in the morning (on foot) and not returning until late in the day, totally exhausted. Even better would be living as an Amish without a car to drive them around all the time. Boy oh boy, summer is hectic!
Just when I seemed to be getting a rhythm in my day-to-day schedule during the school year… I get slammed with the reality of summer! As soon as school was out, suddenly my world got turned upside down. Between swim lessons, Jr. Lifeguards and gymnastics, “Mom, I’m bored” (the 10 year old) and “Do you know how embarrassing it is that I have to do Jr. Lifeguards at the beach – everyone will see me” (the 15 year old) and “Can I have another play date” (the 9 year old), I am stuck between telling them all ‘Too bad, you can find something to do’, and maybe it’s better to give them some structure to keep them out of trouble, out of the house, and out of my hair. ‘I should have known’ is what keeps going through my mind; ‘Why didn’t I prepare a little better?’ , and ‘I really need to get this chaos under control’
And of course, the ever-present ‘Mom, I’m hungry’ (I’m thinking a decent famine would be good right about now). Okay, maybe I’m being a little dramatic (me, dramatic?), but drama is my life. With a teenager that of course knows everything, a ten year old that can’t sit still, and of course my nine year old sweet little daughter who has decided that she should fight back when her brothers pick on her well, you might as well call ours the “house of drama”. I am sure many moms can relate.
Being a Mom is full of questions and never really knowing the RIGHT ANSWER. Sure, plenty of people can tell you what works for them but does it really and will it work for me? I wish I had all the answers but then life would be so simple, but of course as humans, we would just be unhappy with that too. What’s a Mom to do? Well as always, I revisit my anchor: my daily schedule. Putting every little thing on a schedule can save the drama and even my life (believe it or not, I actually have an Excel spreadsheet breakdown for each day; if I could only remember to stick to it). My husband Dr. Paul, who thinks he’s the master of logic, organization and common sense (which drives me batty because he often is) tries to help but usually makes me feel worse because he can’t think like a caring Mom to save his life (more like a military commander or coach – not big on sympathy or empathy for the poor bored children; okay, maybe that’s my problem).
If only it were like days of old when the kids helped with the harvest, played by a pond, and ran through fields. I think it was Danny Thomas who said ‘If kids had to chop wood to keep the TV going, we’d have a lot less problems’.
Well, gotta go – for sure someone needs to be fed, driven, or yelled at.
‘Til next time, Chanya
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