We recently went to the beach with some friends to let the kids play and take advantage of the gorgeous weather we have been having. As we were setting up all the things you need when going ANYWHERE with little ones I soon stepped into my now normal rhythm and started to attend to the endless needs a family of 6 has. Hey mom I need…mom help…sarah….waa…mom…sarah…well after that went on for about 20 mins I heard a chuckle taking place behind me. I realized I had been the entertainment of one of the families and couldn’t help but find myself smiling as well.
I know that if I were to flip the coin, I would miss this utter chaos that I call my rhythm, I would actually crave the dynamic hum that my family puts off just living, I would miss that a kiss on the forehead, an encouraging word after life beats up your 6 yr old heart, a need met before mine, or yet another meal created as a baby nurses from my chest, could never be replaced by my occasional “the grass is greener” thoughts that slip in when I haven’t even addressed the basic needs a mother/wife has when caring for 5 other people.
So for amusement for myself, I decided to create a log of a typical 24 hr period for me…
1:08 – wake up to a sweet little baby sucking her thumb looking for momma’s milk
6:08 – wake up to a baby sucking on my arm, she swears she is hungry, but only wants to eat from one side, how dare I suggest she switch to other side?
6:20 – hear a stampede coming from the girls’ room, so much for sleeping in, oh well, I’ll just close my eyes and wait till they come and find me, they always do…they ALWAYS do
7:30 – baby wakes up, hey, so do I, yay!!!
7:35 – change 2 diapers in a row, apparently the baby prefers clean diapers to poop in
7:50 – unclog the toilette, figured out what the girls were doing at 6:20
8:05 – spend 5 mins bribing the 4 yr old with homemade waffles, blueberries and whipcream IF she promises to NOT throw a fit about therapy…bring IT ON kid, I know that you won’t be able to hold it together, it will be cereal like it is every morning
8:11 – beg for my phone that is being held for ransom by the 2 yr old who is a technology protégée…i needed my phone to be reformatted anyways
8:27 – realize my waffle recipe calls for 1/4 tsp of salt NOT 1 tsp….oh well, at-least the CFer won’t complain
8:34 – inform the 2 yr old for the 5th time if she doesn’t take her diaper off she will not get bfast, followed by “you’re the worst mom E.V.E.R.” look…yeah I know, I get that award without even trying, you can hate me later
8:45 – froth my creamer, run my Keurig just to find out I never put coffee in it
9:05 – eat bfast one handed while nursing and rocking baby to sleep…story of MY LIFE
10:08 – vacuum the thousandth lego piece…my husband is going to kill me…sarah haven’t you done the math?!? those little buggers are EXPENSIVE!! come on Sarah, you should have gotten on your hands and knees and scanned the floor before vacuuming
10:15 – braid 2 yr olds hair while baby cries on the floor during tummy time, can’t let the 2 yr old down again just because the baby is crying
10:23 – told “agoo” by the sweetest baby EVER mid nursing session…what’s that baby? did you just tell me that was the BEST meal of your life?!?
11:28 – 6 yr old informs me that the 2 yr old is in the shower with the 4 yr old, clothes and all
11:35 – dry off and dress 2 yr old again
11:40 – check on 4 yr old after her shower, find her dressed and playing with her dolls with soap still in her hair
11:41 – take 4 yr old to the bathroom to rinse hair out just to find out the shower curtain wasn’t tucked in during the showers…oh well, I needed to clean the floors anyways
11:58 – finally finish 4 yr old’s hair, yes my child you were right it did take FOREVER. 6 yr old sees it and says she looks like Elsa, did you hear that Ezzy?!? Worth asking her to sit still every 30 secs with a smile like that as a reward
12:15 – let kids pick out one toy from the naughty box after they earned it back due to cleaning their rooms
12:27 – finish making lunch just to find the 2 yr old with a pen and new stripes on her arms…apparently she is a tiger, she roars btw the way too
12:35 – talk to the hubs on the phone while he drives home since he is letting me go running during his lunch break
1 pm – rain soaked run finished, followed by a quick shower with the door closed!!!! just to be joined by the hubs and the 2 yr old
1:25 – kiss the hubs goodbye while eating the sandwhich he made for me #husbandisasaint
1:29 – help the 6 yr old locate his favorite lego guy after he informs me “mom, I have a short memory”. Found it near the snack box, go figure
2:15 – neighbor kid barges in my room while I am nursing baby to hide during their hide and go seek game
2:30 – call neighbor kid’s mom and explain I didn’t just whip my boob out infront of her son, that he just walked into my room, she apologizes profusely, I apologize profusely, situation taken care of hopefully
3:55 – find myself singing 5 little monkeys while rocking the baby, thanks to the dance party going on in Cayden’s room
4:14 – ask neighbor kid if he washed his hands after going potty, his reply “how did you know?”…I’m that good kid, really
5 pm – 2 yr old finds new dress up clothes from a friend and messes with the piles of clothes I just sorted
5:15 – give up trying to make dinner until daddy comes home and holds the baby that thinks the Ergo is the worst creation at the moment
5:25 – try to help the melting down 2 yr old who can’t stand the way the straps of the dress is falling on her shoulders…I hear you kid, how dare they sit a quarter of an inch farther then you want
5:45 – enlist cayden to help with dinner and teach him how to follow a recipe
6:30 – nurse baby after scarfing my dinner while hubby held her off so I could eat it while it was hot…#husbandisasaint
7:35 – show daddy Ya’el’s new trick= giggling when tickled…could life get ANY better?!?
8:05 – nurse baby while daddy chases children around the house and telling them they are making his hands sweat…they have been warned…spankings are about to commence
8:15 – lay sleeping baby down so she can join her siblings and give us some much needed alone time
8:20 – decompress with the hubs while watching our show
8:30 – compromise with the 4 yr old if she promises to not get out of bed again…whatever it takes, if it means we can be alone for atleast an hour before our bodies force us to bed
8:45 – tell Cayden to go back to bed, no son, you didn’t just develop a fever in the last 30 mins you have been in your room
9:10 – baby wakes and hubs rushes to be the first to hold and snuggle her
9:40 – nurse baby after she tells dad she has had enough of his snuggles
10:30 – crawl into bed after the hubs rubs my sore back
12:35 – nurse baby..oh wait…its a new day…
The two youngest are sleeping right, the two oldest are playing with the neighbor kid. My floors have been swept, dishes put away, and I just realized the tv is quietly playing in the background, because honestly I forgot to turn it off since I am so use to drowning out noise.
I was stopped by strangers today all throughout my grocery shopping trip. I was asked the ages of the kids, asked if they were all mine, told I had my hands full, saw someone chuckle as I disciplined the 4 yr old who stomped her foot and rebutted my decision. I was asked if I was okay, if I needed help, and told they we were just the cutest. A friend with multiple children all in tow was there too and when she saw me she said “i thought I was the only one desperate today”. But my favorite conversation was with an elderly gentleman who asked all their ages and then told me I was doing “something right”. I half laughed, because to be honest, that is NOT the response I usually get when people find out how many kids I have. He told me I was blessed, I told him thanks, he then said it again with a nod. How did he know that I needed to hear that the chaos, my chaos is a blessing, how did he know it took an hour just to get everyone on board to take a 6 min drive to the grocery store and I wanted to just give up this morning?
I AM blessed, thankfully I ran into someone who looked at my chaos and only saw something beautiful, something that is worth more than anything this world tries to offer, something God has entrusted to me. Thankful for my kind stranger today, who spoke to my heart, not once, but twice, to make sure I saw the gems that I get to call mine.