Life with four.
I can say that I’ve adjusted at this point. To what? The chaos. Having four children is total chaos. There’s not a moment I’m not pulled in one direction or another. If one child doesn’t need me, another does. I know that I need at least an hour to get everyone and everything packed and out the door. It’s exhausting. It’s sorta like groundhog day. But it’s pretty amazing. I can say with absolute confidence that no day is boring.
Today is a day that I’ve opened my laptop for the first time in at least a month and wanted to blog. Although I’d love to write about my recent fitness adventures, health food discoveries, and post baby recoveries, I’m going to keep it short and sweet with my lovely thoughts about life.
Life is short. So short. Survival stages develop into a second nature and voila, you can’t remember life any differently. And as soon as you adapt to that change, it all evolves again and you wake up wondering how you did it all. Eventually, you can’t even remember how you did it all. That’s my mantra on days that I feel totally overwhelmed and overstretched. I tell myself that this is a phase, just as it has been before. I’ve survived it before and it will soon be something I laugh about and wonder how I did it. One day, not too far away, it won’t take ten minutes just to get in the car. It will be just me and I will be bored.
My favorite country song is “Remember When” by Alan Jackson. It is the very first country song I fell in love with, and I could listen to it a hundred times and love it more each time. It’s one of those songs that pulls on your heart strings…that each time you listen, you recall new memories and it touches you in a new way. And nearly every time, I get teary eyed, specifically at the part about “the sound of little feet.” On days that I feel like I’m on autopilot, I stop and listen to this song and it makes me see the day for what it is, what it isn’t, and actually enjoy it.
Take a listen. Maybe you will agree.