Our Family's Journey to Peaceful Parenting and Unschooling.
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Three Hours Alone
I've just had the most glorious 3 hours!
Papa took the boys bowling and other such fun. Meanwhile I have been
home by myself. I listened to an entire podcast without interruption.
Two, actually! I let my mind wander while I cleaned the house. I
completed thoughts! My home no longer smells like boys. My feet no
longer stick when I walk. I took a shower, alone. I listened to songs I
like without being asked questions in the middle. I even just sat still for a couple minutes and did nothing at all.
I feel like a new woman. I feel like I can take on the world, now that I
can actually follow my own train of thought. I'm drinking it in,
breathing in the clean, fresh scent of the house.
these rare moments to myself, but now that I've had a few hours without
the boys, I'm missing them again. I'm awaiting their return with their
sticky fingers and endless chatter. At times this season of life- the
busy, child centered years when I sometimes feel like I've lost my sense
of self and any ability to do anything productive besides keep the kids
alive- is really difficult and I long for it to hurry up and pass.
Pass it will. One day I'll have more time for myself, maybe too much
time. Now that I've had a moment to recharge, I am very thankful that
day is not today.