Monday.

Does it seem when you spend a week or weekend with the whole family the time passes fast? or is it slow? As I have observed both in the last week/weekend.

Yet, I have to quickly add in that Monday mornings – NO matter what or how many people you have been with – will always be LOUDER in the a.m. than any of the previous days…(especially after a vacation or break)

This last week was spring break in our house. And we had the sickies, the pouts, the unhappies, the louds, the snuggles, the fighters, the time-outs, the hoarders, the picker-uppers, the playing nice, the pillaging, the smirkers and after all that – it all ended with a train being set up in the foyer that was as loud as having a real train come through the house…

Needless to say that with this amount of kids, of this age group – 50% of any given minute someone fits the profiles above. NO I am not going to lie and say my kids are perfect, get along and sing while holding hands. THEY surely do not. I am pretty sure that their idea of holding hands means breaking the other person down by grip and pinching. I also refuse to tell you it is all easy, and that every moment is savored as a mommy…I don’t. I am hoping I am not alone. Don’t get me wrong I love my little humans – and do have a Mama Lion in me but, geez…somedays??????

Because of the group. At any point during a MINUTE we can have time go fast or completely stop. What do I mean? Well, if they are fighting time is creeping by. You are struggling for distractions, conflict resolution, and the screaming seems to be going on for an eternity…but when one small person asks you to snuggle…you try and get the time to stop – which in turn makes it go faster because someone else will disrupt that precious time…which is so far and few between.

I just have to keep reminding myself to stop and make the time I do have- 3.5 nano seconds – count. And let me tell you – as  you sit there “snuggling” full of sweat because you almost ate one of your other children due to their “hand” holding a sibling…it is sooo hard. So, I advise all mothers to eat a good breakfast…that way you are always to full to eat your young.

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About snotarant

i am a janitor, maid, haus frau, mother to a five pack, a listener, a hugger, a sigher, a happier, a wine lover, a foodie, a hunter, a gatherer, a cook, a wife, a mother, a triplet mom, pedicure lover, a hugger, a crier, and sometimes just me... AND beware. I write like I talk...a little - well un-correct.
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