phrases that I repeat over and over and over and over and over. (That would be, in no particular order, “Please speak kindly to your sister”, “Just say ‘yes, Mama’ and obey”, “Put the baby down”, “Stop running down the stairs like that”, “Ahh! You just gave me a heart attack”, “No, we don’t flush (fill in the blank) down the toilet”, “Who didn’t flush the toilet?”, “Close the front door”, “I know you are hungry, but you just ate 10 minutes ago”, and (my personal favorite), “WHY?!?”)
moments that I wished that I was spinning, followed by getting out the wheel, spinning for 20 seconds, and then remembering why I wait till they go to bed to spin, putting the wheel away, dealing with whatever issue tore me away from spinning and gazing longingly at spinning wheel.
“Read it again, Mama!”s that I acquiesced to before I finally said, “No, I read it enough times today”.
spills to clean up.
little people vying for my time, attention, and love.
school subjects to cover while I still have their time, attention, and love.
phone calls ignored.
meals planned, prepared, served, eaten, and cleaned up.
minutes to myself. Barely.
bedtime routine executed with all diligence and speed on my part, but not really on theirs…
times I regretted any of it.