As my friend, Scott, pointed out, yes, having only one kid is indeed easier. I think I was just in awe of how much easier I’m finding it. Once you get into the routine of dealing with two needy creatures, the shock of having one removed from daily life is just so amazing. We were watching TV at 6 PM yesterday – something NOT Spongebob or Ben 10 – and watching Isaac putter around, playing with various toys, we realized why we decided to have that second child: “This is a breeze; so pleasant!”, we must have said. And then that second kid came along and Elliot turned 3.5 and all hell. broke. loose.
No, I’m not going to rant about my kids again. This time away from Elliot (and the issues my dogs are going through with ticks; oh, and Todd puked a ton last night) has made me realize some things I need to address in my life. I guess I thought I was balancing my life just fine. Trying to find that happy place between working and the must-dos of the household and spending time with the kids while forming them into decent people, and of course, being a wife as well. But really, I think I nag Elliot too much and I don’t pet the dogs enough or spend enough time outside the house doing friend things or hell, things by myself. My idea of “me time” is reading a romance novel after the kids are asleep. But maybe I’d be happier if I took more time while the kids are awake. (As an aside, I AM going to a True Blood premier party this Sunday!)
I think this sums up just about everything. You go through your day, doing all this mundane stuff; there are things that just have to get done. And you do them. And somewhere in there, you have little moments where the world seems a little clearer and you really see things, understand things. Take a moment to reflect and appreciate and enjoy. It took my son being away for a week and the dogs having this affliction to see all this. And I don’t like that I was so oblivious to these things. But I will cut myself some slack. I have a full plate.
How do you keep the balance in your life?