I have had so many little moments lately where I feel like my life is pure craziness.
Over the past week I have tried desperately to prepare my kiddos for little outings only to return home afterwards feeling defeated. Here are a few examples of what I am referring to:
After a week at home with sick kiddos we decided to take a trip to target. I prepared a shopping list of a few items, planned how I was going to let each child help make the trip fun and then spent the morning dressing the kids, doing their hair, making sure they had full bellies. I was so excited that everyone was finally feeling healthy and that we could get out of the house! Our trip ended up ending with the shopping cart tipping over because of two kiddos (yes mine) pulling on it...it landed right on them. Hannah luckily was riding in the cart buckled in her carseat and James and Ali walked away with only a few bruises.
A day after the target incident I decided to take a trip to the park...I thought it would be a fun and safe outing. We had a great time until Hannah fell and hit her head on the concrete and got a huge goose egg on her forehead.
The kids love going to story time at our library. We go to story time and then check out a few books. I have been in search of a lost book for 3 months and was unable to find it and so thought I ought to be a responsible parent and pay the fine...I paid $17 dollars to replace a paper back book. Yes, we lost it.
Yesterday, Joe and I visited the grocery store. We had all 3 of our kiddos with us, each one of them had their own idea of what they wanted to do in the store. After only a few minutes in the store Joe and I looked at each other then at the kids and then back at each other again both of us thinking the same thing..."we are that family." You know the family that is out of control....that's us.
Not only have I felt this craziness when we go places but also at home. I consider myself to be a pretty organized person and I really like things to be clean. Lately, I feel like I can't keep up. Ali is constantly getting into things..today she put rock salt all over the lawn, pulled out all of the dishrags from the drawer to wipe up a spill, put her wet hand in Nesquik and then wiped it on the walls, put stickers on the car window, and spilled Cheeto balls all over the family room.
Because of my crazy life things that I can normally keep up on are not getting done and so things get even more crazy. I actually begin to feel like I am going to go crazy as I dry my hands on a stinky towel and put my baby in a highchair covered in dried applesauce.
My purpose in writing this is not to complain or for sympathy. I record these things because I know that someday I am going to miss this...I am going to forget how hard and crazy things are in the moment. I love my children dearly, one little smile from them makes all the craziness worth it.
I have come to accept that my life is going to be full of crazy moment where I feel like we are falling apart. I don't prefer it that way but I am learning to laugh when times get crazy and take deep breaths. My dad always tells me that "just because you do something differently now doesn't mean it's going to be that way forever."