Well, I didn't do this post at the end of the day like I usually do. There is a good reason for that. I was completely, totally, utterly exhausted. My day began at 5:40am. I got up and made a pot of coffee and started welcoming my daycare kids. This day was a little bigger than normal. I usually only have two kids on this day, but because I have an appointment with an allergist this week, I had to shift a couple of days. So I had three children aged 3 and under all day and another 8 year old who I got off the bus after school. The small kids all arrived between 6:30 and 7:30. And unfortunately for me, I had awoke with a killer sinus headache. The real kicker is that since I have an allergist appointment this week, I cannot take any antihistamines. So-I have a sinus headache that tylenol and ibuprofen won't touch, my two kids who need to do school, and three kids under the age of 4 who need diaper changes, feeding, bottles, and help in social skills because at that age it's still appropriate in their mind to beat the crap out of someone and then take whatever they want. By 8am-I was thinking that I must have been out of my mind for agreeing to this. By 9am I was seriously re-thinking my ideal of 4-6 kids. And by 10am I was ready to tie my tubes single handedly with a butter knife. Lets backtrack now....the kids were really awesome. The goings on were normal for three year olds and one year olds. I really enjoyed having them here and I adore them all. But, I was running around like crazy. I couldn't go to the bathroom because every time I would step three feet away, someone would push someone else and take their toys, or the baby would be trying to jump down the two stairs of our sunken living room. (Which incidentally, I saved him from about a dozen times. And then his sister head butted him by accident. So I ended up sending him home injured anyhow.) All I had to eat was three bites of waffle off of Cebelle's plate that she didn't finish and three cups of coffee that I had poured for myself had gone cold before I drank them. Add all of that up with my awesome headache, and it's fair to say that I contemplated hiding in a corner and crying at least once. But amazingly, I got through the day without raising my voice to anyone, without my head exploding, and with my reproductive organs still completely intact. God does perform miracles after all.....
And I must reiterate that I LOVE those kids. They are sweet and precious and wonderful gifts. And I managed through all of it to keep everyone fed and clean and even managed to finish school work with both of my kids. So by the end of the day, even with my massive headache still intact, I was starting to think of myself as supermom/super daycare provider. Which isn't really true, either. Heck, I'm just lucky I made it through the day. But its days like this that I actually love the most....as crazy as that sounds. Because even though I was feeling pretty sorry for myself and my massive headache and all I had to get done...there were these small moments where kids wanted to sit in my lap and snuggle me, or someone just came up and kissed me, or brought me a book to read them a story, or needed me to hug them because they were sad....these moments that make me remember what life is all about and that help me to remember that these moments need to be cherished because they are fleeting. And if you are so focused on trivial things (like a headache...) you just might miss those small moments and all the joy and happiness and love that they can bring to your life. Look for your moments....and enjoy your adventure along the way!
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