As mothers, we all have those times when we’re running in three different directions in a confused frenzy. During the day, when my kids are at school, my days are pretty calm. Sure, I have a million and one things to do every single day, but the only nagging voice I hear during that time is my own. And while I do often annoy myself, it’s nothing compared to the nagging demands of my darling children.
From 3:10 till bedtime, Monday through Friday, my calm day becomes ridiculous — almost unmanageable. That’s why I felt compelled to write for this week’s Monday Listicles on on the topic of AN HOUR IN A DAY. This topic was inspired by Stacey from Mothering Moments.
So here it is…
10 Things that I do between 5:00 – 6:00 pm every Monday:
- 5:00: Pick 7-year old up from, and drop 9-year old off to, Taewondo class.
- 5:05 – 5:10:Right there in parking lot, get 7-year old changed from his TaeKwon Do uniform to his baseball garb (inside the car, of course – not actually in the parking lot itself).
- 5:10 – 5:15: Hastily drive to baseball practice, fully aware that we are already quite late.
- 5:15 – 5:20: After parking the car, repeatedly assure 7-year old that I will be back by 6:00 to pick him up and that I will not leave him there alone to sleep in the park all night.
- 5:20 – 5:25: Watch 7-year old throw and hit the ball a few times so that I can later tell him how much better he’s getting at baseball.
- 5:25 – 5:30: Hastily drive back to Taekwondo studio to catch last 15 minutes of 9-year old’s Brown Belt class.
- 5:30 – 5:45: Half-heartedly chit chat with other moms in the lobby while trying to focus on what 9-year old is doing so that I can determine if he will be needing a private lesson in the near future.
- 5:45 – 5:50: At the end of class, throw 9-year old in the car and, once again, hastily drive back to the baseball park, painfully aware that if I get there 1 minute past 6:00, 7-year will be absolutely convinced that I’ve abandoned him for good this time.
- 5:50 – 5:55: After parking the car, repeatedly
argue withexplain to 9-year old the reason(s) why he cannot wait in the car while I retrieve 7-year old.
- 5:55 – 6:00: Catch last 5 minutes of practice, ask the coach if he behaved, then walk out onto thefield and
forcefully dragcalmly nudge 7-year old (who’s now decided he’d in fact like to spend the night at the park) into the car.
6:01: Pop 3 Advil in a pitiful attempt to dull the now throbbing, piercing pain that is attacking my temples.
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