I have really been enjoying the past couple of weeks. Put the whole Christmas hoo-hah aside it’s been a nice time around my house lately. My husband is off work, the kids haven’t had activities galore and no one really wants anything from me. Is this what I’ve been waiting for? You know… When the kids grow up a bit.
My husband and I have been shopping, getting food, buying coffees, going to Bunnings AND watching Netflix together BY OURSELVES in the MIDDLE of the day. Yes, I’m yelling! What is this new thing happening??? We jumped in to bed at 2.30pm yesterday to finish a Netflix series we’d been watching and we had a good laugh because it kind of felt weird to be doing that, but we didn’t feel guilty. The kids have been slobbing around, getting their own food and doing their own activities (mainly laying on the couches – which I am fine with because I know they too need a rest).
The brakes are well and truly on at our house this week. And I freaking love it. We’re going slow, we’re all talking about nothing and everything at the same time, and actually enjoying each other’s company. Ask me again next week how we’re all travelling when we head away for a week of cricket and we’re all staying in a tiny motel room together… I may change my tune then! 😉
But seriously, when you stop do you look back and wonder why the time has gone so quick?? I’ll tell you why, because we all do too much. I’m guilty of that. My husband asked me the other day what my new year resolution might be? I said I don’t have one. I’m not making goals and plans this year. I don’t want to. I just want to live in the moment, be happy, be grateful and deal with whatever is in front of me that day. I don’t really care what 2018 throws at me. I know I have a big operation coming up so I have no personal goals except to get through it and deal with whatever else the year throws at me.
So here are my people. They are growing up! When they are happy I am happy. I have one getting a licence and another is off to high school. I will also be married to that boofhead for 18 years this year. I am enjoying the fact the kids are becoming more self sufficient.
Just before Christmas we watched old home movies I’d recorded. They even watched our wedding. It was the best! My eldest particularly loved it (because he featured a lot – hello 1st child haha). He did actually comment on how much we played with him, how many toys he had and he remembered lots of little holidays we went on. I think this was good for him to see. I said “I spent all of my 20s having babies, and loving you, and playing with you and being with you every day.” And when I watched them back too I remembered so many hard days. I was tired, very busy (but very bored in a monotonous kind of way) and we didn’t have a whole lot. But we did make it work.
So if you have little kids, I promise it does get easier. They grow and they change. They need you less physically, but they need you more mentally. They need you to be happy and that’s all I’ll worry about this year. ♥ KC.