MAN… Me, my kids, our family, we are R E A D Y to get O U T of the house. Like, jump on an airplane with no plans and a pair of undies and go somewhere for 2 weeks “ready.” Anyone else?
Being a social, outgoing family of 5 with 3 active kiddos (ages 2, 4, and 6) has been hard the past couple of weeks. REALLY hard. The lack of activities, stimulation, and socializing over the past 2 months has drained us, and a lot of days, it feels like we’re all one baby toe-stump from a complete meltdown. Hudson is like a sneeze away from a meltdown from the time he wakes up until the time he goes to bed.
It’s great. We’re all doing grrreat.
In order to maintain some level of sanity, we’ve slowly turned our yard into a redneck’s paradise. We put up a massive trampoline that takes up 1/3 of the yard, I impulsively purchased a small above ground pool (like the kind with a pump), I moved all of our patio furniture (rug included) into the middle of my yard, then moved our entire dining set out on the porch because it just started feeling like I was so suffocating in our house. ALL of which is currently getting rained on, and NONE of which the kids actually play with.
Like I said, we’re doing great.
As much as I know we are *ready* to get out, I know that “getting back out” as a family and doing things we were used to doing before is going to take a lot of time and adjusting.
I honestly find myself getting really anxious at the thought. I know my kids are going to throw random fits and want all the gum in the check out aisles. I know Hudson’s going to have to pee a million times and Piper is going to wonder off in search of unicorns or lipstick. I know they’re going to ask a million questions “why can’t we go to Chuck E Cheese, why are we all going through this door, why do they have gloves on, why can’t we go to Chuck E. Cheese?” And it’s going to require truck loads of patience that I don’t feel like I have right now.
…But at the same time, I know my family needs it.
My fuse has become non existent lately. My anxiety is triggered with the smallest little things. My kids whine and fight constantly. They ask to go places and do things all.day.long. I find myself distracted or stressed or just completely zoned out for no apparent reason. Don’t get me wrong, we’ve had some of the greatest memories the past 2 months! We’ve gone hiking and redneck swimming and cooked meals I would’ve never “had time to” before. We’ve spent more time with my family in 2 months than we did the entire year last year.
This time has been sweet, but we are ready.
We are ready to navigate complex protocols and confusing regulations (for kiddos) in order to take care of our mental and emotional health… as a family.
“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens… a time to plant, and a time to uproot… a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance…a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing (THATS IN THERE! GO READ IT!)… a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for P E A C E.” Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
Let’s laugh. And heal. And dance. And love. We are ready!