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Sep
30
2013

Okay, why is no listening to me? Is there sound actually coming out of my mouth? If a mother speaks and no one responds, is she actually speaking?

I must appreciate this moment. Everyone tells me my kids’ childhoods will fly by in 2 seconds and then I’ll be sad, lonely and in all likelihood destitute. My baby is nine. NINE. Soon she will be leaving me, embarking on her own destiny, and… oh wait, she’s still nine.

Oh my god, stop telling me you’re hungry. It’s just not possible. It’s just not possible to be hungry after two waffles, three pieces of turkey bacon and a breakfast bar.

My kids are so cute when they are sleeping. I can’t wait until later when they go to bed. I will really appreciate and be present for them when they are sleeping.

Everyone stop talking to me at the same time. I can’t hear you. I can’t hear any of you. I’m going to the bathroom, locking the door and peeing.Β  I need six seconds of solitude.

Another moment of their precious childhood just passed and I didn’t appreciate any of it. I’m going to start appreciating it now. Okay, now. Seriously, right now. Okay, after I check Facebook.

I’m going to celebrate the gift of the ordinary day. Stop saying your tushie hurts over and over again. Your tushie is fine. I promise. I can’t take the repetition. Seriously stop. STOP.

Okay. Refocus. I am supposed to “treasure the doing a little more and the getting done a little less.” Anna Quindlen said so. Forget grocery shopping, cleaning and preparing lunches. Let’s go to the beach. The beach is good.Β  I love the beach at 5 pm. That is the most perfect place on earth.

It’s midnight. No lunches are made. But the beach was awesome.

Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass – it’s learning to dance in the rain.

I am dancing! I am dancing!

Why is Fireman Sam only 12 minutes? What the heck can I get done in 12 minutes? Don’t be afraid to string a few shows together Sprout.

You don’t have to get up 4 times to use the bathroom during the night. You are wearing a pull up. I spent good money on that thing. Use it.

I adore holding their pudgy little hands. I will hold their hands for as long as they will let me.

I have the most beautiful kids. They are gorgeous. I love them. This motherhood thing is like nothing else.

chase and cash

summer and harlowe

kelcey and cash

 

 

 


27 Responses to the moments

  • I can’t believe this used to be me. It’s true, you WILL someday be 50 and miss these days, because you can’t remember the gritty details. But that in no way makes them more doable right now. One of life’s little ironies, I guess…

    • Kelcey says:

      I don’t wish these days away at all. Because I know they will end. Even when I see pictures of my older girls when they were toddlers, I want to crawl into those photos and kiss their sweet, fat cheeks.

  • Franny says:

    I think i must have told you once that the years fly by, but there are days that last FOREVER!!! Lots of them! Love to all. Candy Fran (ask the Snyder kids what that means!)

  • Pat says:

    My youngest birdie just left the nest this past summer and I feel like an empty ship adrift in a vast ocean. Thank you for reminding me of the less pleasant part of those 31 years of constant incessant non-stop never-ending child rearing. I don’t miss that part so much.

    And they do get easier when they get older. However, their problems are much, much worse. Spoiler alert: What would you rather deal with, a sippy cup that dripped red juice all over the living room carpet or waiting for the results of your teenage daughter’s pregnancy test? I’ll take the sippy cup!!

    But please remind me of all the things I wanted to do when this day of freedom from child rearing finally arrived. I have no clue what to do with myself now that I’m not being pulled in 57 directions at the same time. I cannot for the life of me remember all of the dreams I once held for the day when I finally had free time to spend as I wished. It is very lonely and boring on this side of the empty nest. Yes, I do get to pee in peace and quiet, but spontaneous trips to the beach by yourself are not really a lot of fun.

    Oh, and your children are indeed very beautiful! Take a deep breath and keep going. Thankfully you only have to do it one day at a time. That is the only way you will make it through. Just don’t be in a hurry to reach the end…the grass is not really greener here!

    • Kelcey says:

      I hope I didn’t give the impression that I was in a hurry to get to the end. Because I’m not. I don’t wish these days away at all. I just think they are crazy and chaotic and there is a lot of pressure to “be present.” But I feel blessed and grateful and happy.

      As for you – please sit down tonight and write a list of everything you are passionate about or love. Come up with a 100 things. Yes, a hundred. And then start doing them. I promise you will rediscover yourself. Then write about the experience. And I will post it here. Because many, many moms have found themselves at your current crossroads. A great life is still ahead of you. xo

  • Oh I hear you!! I actually asked my 5 year old yesterday morning if she’d found chocolate somewhere? I know she had bran for breakfast so where the hell did the sugar come in??? She was literally bouncing. Up and down. And talking like she had a fever – loud, hard, and without breathing between sentences…. I was exhausted at lunchtime.

  • Leigh Ann says:

    I love this because it’s so TRUE. So true. I love sitting here, reading books while you snuggle on my shoulder, but we’ve read 37 books now and I have to get up, stop hanging on my arm I HAVE TO GET UP NOW.

    Kelcey, I had a post on BlogHer yesterday about how I feel sad that I missed out on never having “just one kid,” at a time and all of the moments that come with it, and I got a little blasted for it. People made it into me not being grateful for what I have and not loving my children. Motherhood is different for everyone, and there’s no one size fits all. I think moms of 3+ truly get where you are coming from, especially those of us that are still somewhat in the trenches.

  • My older daughter was just 9 last week, wasn’t she? How is it she turned 16 on Monday?

    Also: all these years later, why is it that I am opening my mouth and speaking and everyone is still not listening?

    Thanks for this post – it was a sweet and funny little trip down memory lane for me.

  • Elaine A. says:

    This could so be my life. Oh wait, it pretty much is!! πŸ˜‰

    I think about how my mom was not always present, even in the ’80’s. She was either watching her soaps or ironing or at work or cooking. I do not remember ONE time that she sat on the floor and played Barbies with me. Not one. But she’s a really great mom. And she did balance it and do other things with me, like take me to the mall. πŸ˜‰

    Your kids ARE super precious!!!


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