Interests that I used to be able to pursue, with no thought to anyone other than myself, are sorely missed around these parts. Things like… sleeping in.
Or, just sleeping.
For one long continuous eight-hour stretch.
Without someone falling out of the bed, having a nightmare, or snoring so loud that I’m half tempted to use the pillow for something other than covering my ears.
Other things I miss doing?
Taking a shower. Without being barged in upon to ask if everyone is different, or if we’ll meet Sweetdog in heaven, or if I’ll make waffles (Really, children? I’m in the shower!).
But the thing I think I miss doing the very most is being able to keep track of a conversation. I cannot seem to make heads or tails of them, sometimes. And, unfortunately, It’s the simplest ones that really throw me for a loop.
Me – “Would you like anything else to eat before we go this morning?”
Child – “Sure.” Why they can’t actually answer the question is a mystery to me. Maybe they are politicians in training?
Me – “What would you like?”
Child – “Are we flying to see Nana and Grampy in June or July this summer?”
Wait.
What?
And just like that… poof! My train of thought is totally derailed.
Coffee helps.
Sometimes.
But what helps the very most is being able to remember what it is that I asked in the first place.
Stay the course, Missy!
Me – “Would you like waffles or pancakes this morning?” I feel confident that is what I asked moments ago.
Child – “Can I have s’mores for a snack when I get home from school, today, mama,” the little one asks.
Shoot.
Me – “Yes.” Simple is best.
And then, “Can I have some waffles, mom,” from the bigger one.
Ah, that’s right! Breakfast!
Me – “Would you like s’mores for snack today, too?” I ask.
Now he looks confused.
We often say that Sweetboy needs a script to be able to make sense of social context in certain situations.
I’m beginning to think I might need one, too.
Yes. A Breakfast Script would be perfect.
And, another cup of coffee.
Yes indeedy.
Missy,
You’re amazing…staying on track that way…I think morning conversations are the hardest 🙂 You’re a wonderful mama 🙂
Hi Missy! I am coming over from Barbie’s blog.
I just grinned from ear to ear reading this. It’s so true! I zone out so much sometimes, you would think I was listening for outer space intelligence. Fortunately I always had the “Mom” thing in my pocket, so I suppose my kids thought I was the normal one. Ha!
Maybe things will go better now that I’m a Nana. I do get the sleep all in a row, so here’s hoping..
So nice to meet you today!
Ceil
Hi Ceil! It’s comforting to know there is hope down the road. 🙂 Thanks so much for taking the time to stop by today. Love Barbie’s Blog and her encouragement over there!
Missy I can relate. Lately I am in fog mode and exhausted! But on another note- love the new look!!
Thank you my friend. I’m foggy and exhuastiated right alongside ya, sister.
So glad to know I’m not the only one this happens to.
Oh no, I think we’re a wide and varied group, Debbie. 😉
Dear Missy
Oh, those are difficult, but such wonderful days! I have read somewhere that you don’t get perfect children, but also no perfect parents. Hang in there, dear friend. Before you know it, they will be all grown-up.
Blessings XX
Mia
This is so very true, Mia. Thank you for the perspective and the encouragement! ❤