Wednesday, February 20, 2013

OUT THE FRONT DOOR

////“ALL WE HAVE TO DECIDE IS WHAT TO DO WITH THE TIME THAT IS GIVEN US.” 
 J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring////



Usually, I am content to hang around the house with the kids.  Well, let me rephrase that.  If Jimmy is out or at work, I am usually content to hang around the house with the kids.  I can't imagine many mothers of two kids under two think differently, but I know it's not healthy for me to always stay in.  I was starting to realize my tendency to avoid the great outdoors, even though I live in one of the prettiest places on earth.  But I'm just so tired.  Or the kids are exhausted.  There is always a excuse, even if the excuse may be valid.

I'm just such a team player.  I can do things on my own, for sure.  But I love solving the problems of overactive toddlers and fussy babies with a partner.  It can be so daunting when you are by yourself.  But, the more I think about it the more equipped I realize I am.  Stress is such an enemy of mine, and I am no stranger to freak outs when Elliot isn't listening or Asher is crying.  I'm being honest- my life is not that easy and I do not always handle it well.  I think it can be hard for mothers to admit this, especially to other mothers.  (side note- the most important thing women can do is support each other, and not compete with one another.  Women have had it hard enough without being judged by each other!)

So, I'll admit it. I'm a mess sometimes.  Sometimes?  A lot of the time.  But, I will admit.  That time has been becoming less, lately.  A couple weeks ago I took Elliot and Asher to the beach by myself.  I packed snacks, a tent for Ash and toys for Elliot.  We had such a good time for the first hour.  Elliot was staying close and Asher was all giggles.  Then, Asher reached his limit and I had to carry him.  Not a big deal, except for when Elliot spotted a dog.  If you know him, you know he is a little obsessed with dogs.  So, off he went!  But that dog was headed towards the ocean and now, so was Elliot.  Needless to say, I left a  couple minutes later with a screaming, wet toddler.  But you know what?  It was worth it, because I realized it's just life.  It's okay.  I can handle it.  

So, we venture out a whole lot more now.  And I'm realizing the world is not such a scary place, even with a 21 month old and a 6 month old.





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