I am not one of those women that loves having a million things to do all the time.
I am a simple girl.
I just wanna get my kids to school,
do the shopping,
clean up a little,
get dinner started,
get the kids from school and chauffeur them around, get their homework going, and come home and watch whatever I taped on my DVR or read one of my books I have yet to read.
Lately, too many things have been thrown into the mix, and I can't see straight.
I get overwhelmed very, very easily. I like routine, and abhor change.
I know... sounds boring... but I am what I am, to quote Popeye.
The transition from "not a Mama" to "Mama" threw me into a terrible tail spin. I cried everyday for 3 weeks from the baby blues when William was born. I wanted everyone on the planet to go away except William and me. I eventually snapped out of it when I got 4 hours of sleep in a row one day.
It actually got easier for me as I had each child.
I feel like I just can't do it all. I know it is my own fault. I let the kids play everything they want. That, isn't my problem, its all the extra things other people want me to do. I feel badly saying no, but I do... often.
No, I can't go out to dinner during the week.
No, I can't play Bunco.
No, I can't join the crochet club, even though I really want to!
No, no, no, no, no.
Oh, I am ssssooooo looking forward to this summer! Homework, sports, school, everything slows down!
I am going to have smart dinner parties, at least 2 times per month, wanna come?
I am going to join that crochet club!
I might even play a game of Pictionary or two!
I am going to have a Belini Party!!!
Okay, I'm done ranting now... whew... I feel much better!