Can We Be Real?

It’s almost the last day of school. We made it. The kids made it. Pat yourself on the back right this minute! We’re all still alive, living under the same roof. No one got kicked to the curb, we are still able to get on with this thing called life.

But, oh my goodness! The struggle was real. everyday.

We are still in quarantine, but it’s more optional these days. Our state is not on lockdown, thank goodness! But, for my family, I am very selective on what we will be doing. I won’t go to places with huge crowds, still avoiding the shopping, and sticking to my regular routine places.

My house, the gym, (but only to go to the fitness room and then leave), the store (with a mask), the gas station, and of course, my cousin’s coffee shop. I DO have a pedicure scheduled for this coming Friday night! I’m so excited!!! (also, I’ll be wearing a mask).

The only reason I choose to wear a mask, is out of respect for the other people who might take offense if I don’t. I honestly don’t think it’s going to prevent the virus from spreading, but it’s become this huge movement. People will talk badly to your face if you choose to be mask free. it’s crazy times we’re in.

My kids know the word coronavirus and quarantine so well, that my youngest child is afraid to go to his karate class, which started back up last week. He’s afraid of the virus. OMG! What is the media doing to us? His class started back up, yes.. but, they are a small group, and they are temporarily not doing any physical contact lessons. They limit the sign up sheet to 9 kids, but only 5 have come to class so far. The main thing here, is be cautious and responsible. Everyone should have the freedom to make the choice. Some will be irresponsible, but avoid those people.. come on.. 6 feet apart, or don’t go to the place you like, because you know some person will not do what you feel to be appropriate. We need to be kind to each other. Teach our children that everyone has their own right to be responsible and accountable for themselves. The actions don’t go without consequences. But, we have to have our freedom. Our country was founded on this. I have family who are very opposed to getting out, while others are OK with doing life as normal. I’m cautious, but not judging of anyone who is different than me.

The summer time is rapidly approaching for my kids. (We’re a day away!!!!) I have yet to hear what the summer day camp plans will be. That will determine when I go back to work, and life returns to a somewhat previous normal. We will see.. I’m on pins and needles waiting.. It’s hard working at home, with kids present. I know it’s been said by many, but for me, I feel like a failure as a parent. I’m letting them snack on so much junk, watching TV shows that I don’t care much for, avoiding getting in the middle of their arguments every 5 seconds, letting them play outside in the driveway without me, and getting outside for 30 minutes most days. But, there are some work days, when I don’t get a breather. We don’t get fresh air. I hate that so much. We need fresh air and sunlight for our mental health. OMG! I struggle so hard on those days when I have back to back zoom calls, can’t make the kids lunch, don’t have time to even look at them, really. It’s hard on me so bad. I know it will get better, but these times are trying.

With this coming weekend being a holiday, I have some goals set for my family, that I truly hope I can stick to my guns on, and make a new normal for our happy little home.

  1. Making the kids do their own laundry (wash, dry, fold, put away).
  2. Teach the boys to tie their shoes
  3. Teach the younger kids how to make sandwiches / lunches
  4. Ensure that the kids clean up after themselves at each meal
  5. Delegate cleaning chores to all the kids weekly
  6. Teach them to respect me.. is this a thing? (hahaha)

As a mom, I feel that I fall short on the daily around here. so many harsh words, struggles, feeling out of control, crazy, weak, tired, pushed around, ignored, sassed, treated like a maid, and for what?

What is my purpose as a mom? I just don’t get it sometimes…

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