Where’s my Spring Break?

Can we please get a moment of silence in honor of….a moment of silence.  A rare, fleeting, millisecond of the day that you can finally hear yourself think for the first time.  When you can sit down, close your eyes and take your first deep breath and let your brain catch up with your body and your body catch up with your brain.

I don’t know if it’s the time change, teething, nap schedule changes, or just this age in general, but right now I’m finding myself in the middle of a battle.  Where the worlds of the 3.5 year old and the 15 month old clash head on and I just spend my entire day deflecting, protecting and reacting to their every move.  By the time Greg gets home I am at a complete loss of words, energy and patience.  He usually takes one look at us and the condition of our house, rolls up his sleeves and jumps right in.  He has my back and I know I am so fortunate to have a husband that lets me tap out as soon as he walks in the door.  For this, I am grateful.

Today was no exception to the chaos.  I thought it would be a nice treat for me and the boys to eat lunch together in the warm Spring sunshine.  What this looked like in my head, and how it actually came together are two completely different scenarios.  Shane was clawing at my leg, begging and crying for me to cut his food up faster.  Nathan was barking orders…”No, MOM I don’t want the skin on my apples.  I don’t want WATER I need JUICE.  This is NOT Juice!  Stop making Shane’s food, I need MY food!”  I’m not sure how 3 plates, 3 drinks, 1 highchair and 2 overtired kids made it out the sliding door but we finally got there.  And once we did….there it was…that moment I described above.  The birds were chirping, the boys were quietly eating, I got to actually chew my food sitting down, and all was right in the world again.  I’m not sure when the simplest of things became so complicated, but I do know that I find these simple things to be what it’s all about.


Please don’t let these pictures fool you though.  I got about five bites in before Nathan jumped up from his picnic table, knocked over his food and shouted out to the whole neighborhood that he “needed to go poop!!”  Thanks kids it was fun while all 2 minutes of it lasted.

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  1. says

    Girl you are doing such a good job. Bravo to you. For each of those minutes you are a loving and intentional momma – you are doing it. It’s so hard though – I can’t even imagine how you all do it with two or more (help – PUH-lease!!!) but you do. And your healthy and (mostly – ha!) happy boys and family are proof. The days are hard – and long – but keep on keeping on.

    PS – aren’t husbands who will jump in a second after walking in the door the best – we are so fortunate!!

    PPS – love your patio furniture and that cute mason jar and straw – and healthy lunch! You are an inspiration!!

    • lauren says

      Kara you are always so supportive!! Thank you for your positive outlook…it’s what will make you an amazing mama of TWO!! There will be long days and nights the rest of our lives as parents, but it’s these little moments that make it all worth it (even if they only last 5 minutes haha).

  2. says

    Love this post! It’s good to know I’m not alone. :) Toddlers are exhausting. Sometimes I find myself wishing for better days ahead…but I remind myself that although these days are trying they are ones that we’ll remember fondly.

    • lauren says

      Thanks Jenny! I know what you mean…you don’t ever want to wish away their childhood. This is all part of growing pains and we are lucky to be home with them to feel EVERY ounce of the pain haha. We’ve got this mama!!

  3. says

    Aw, Lauren. You know I can relate. Everything (even fun adventures!) are complicated struggles! It’s a miracle we still have high aspirations for our days ;)

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