"When my kids become wild and unruly, I use a nice safe playpen. When they're finished, I climb out." Erma Bombeck
For me, the weekend is a chance to get my sanity back. I am definitely on "low fuel" by Friday. The free weekend that is not so crazy has become a luxury. Most weekends are still on the go, and leaving the house in worse shape every time we head out the door. Not to mention, instead of getting caught up with laundry, the weekend usually leaves me with loads of ball uniforms, and different changes of clothes for all the places we have been in two days. I love it though, because I can spend a lot more time with my kids. We get quality time even if we are running from place to place. I am so blessed that I have my family around when I have those all too often times when two kids have to be in two places at the same time. I signed them up for basketball in two different associations and we still had conflicts. I am still trying to figure out how that happened!
The trouble with the weekend is that while I am trying to re-charge, re-fuel, this is when my kids are letting out all of their energy from being in school all week. I love the quote above because although a time out is a kid's nightmare, it is an adult's dream. Maybe I should make a sign and put it on my door when mama needs a "time out"! Again, I lean on family and they never let me down. I think my mom can see it on my face (I have a wrinkle that appears and disappears according to my stress and energy level) and is always there to help. This is when I think of my "single mom sisters" that for whatever reason don't have as many extra hands around as I do. I have to give them extra credit for what they do on their own. I want this to be a place where maybe those moms who are in need of extra hands can find each other.
Friday nights sometimes set the tone for the weekend. It can get it started off crazier than usual or in a lighter mood. Last night was a good start to the weekend! I thought I would try to eat a healthy snack. (Thinking it might erase the Mexican food I had earlier.) I looked for my watermelon and pineapple and couldn't find it. I am thinking, good the kids ate it so they had a healthy snack. I asked who ate it and the boys said it was old so we threw it away. That should have been the first sign that something didn't sound right. They would have normally just put it back in the fridge. Besides, I just bought it and it shouldn't have been old. I knew they kept looking at each other. A little bit later, my youngest said, with a giggle, "Funny thing about the fruit." He kept looking at his brother. He said, "I took out the watermelon and dropped it on the floor. (He was laughing the whole time telling me this while the other one was looking at me with HUGE eyes.) "Then, Shane called me an idiot while getting the pineapple out, and he dropped it on the floor!" It was funny, I had to admit. Then, a little while later I heard a noise in the kitchen and the youngest, Stratton, yell, "Mama your cottage cheese almost got old too!" Laughter is always a good start to the weekend!
Laughter always comforts me! As a single mom, I cherish moments that remind me what really matters. I want moments like these to be what the kids remember, not the hard times.
"As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you; and you will be comforted over Jerusalem."
I love this verse. It helps me remember that I am God's child and me and my kids will be comforted and watched over by Him! The best babysitter ever!!!!!