Yes, you read that right, I love naps! I denied my instinct to nap Monday and was successful. I also found that all I could was clean and organize. I think napping is much easier to endure! I am just sayin'!
Tuesday morning I got up to use the restroom around 5:15am, a good 25 minutes before my alarm typically goes off. When I came back to my bed Sarah was standing there demanding that she was ready to get up for the day. Are you flipping kidding me? I am still in sleep mode! What is this child thinking? I quickly realized after arguing with her for a few minutes, she was bound and determined to be up for the day, I digress.
Up and at em' bright and early per Sarah! I still don't buy the old saying, "The early bird gets the worm!" Whatever! You know, if that bird was really determined it could find a worm any old time of the day! Sarah was just excited for her first day of Day School (It is a program at a local church, not far from our house). She will attend once a week for a couple of hours, one day a week.
Since we were awake we went downstairs to find Emma and Abigail all ready up and ready for the day. I don't understand these kids! When I want them to be responsible to get up and moving in the morning on their own it's not possible - Frustrating to say the least. Regardless, I was awake and was just waiting for Bella to get here. She finally arrived and Sarah helped me get her in and up to her pack and play. Bella was passed out asleep within minutes but Sarah was going strong!
We got Emma and Abigail off to school and headed to Smoothie Brews for my daily fix.
When we got back, we woke Olivia and Bella up and got Olivia ready to go off to school for the day. Then finally it was time to take Sarah to Day School. She ran right in, hung her bag up and didn't even look back at me. Great, I am off to enjoy some quiet time at home, not quite alone but quiet time none-the-less. Bella and I came back home and I decided to tackle Emma's room.
Emma's room. Yes, that is a statement because sometimes the words flee me. It is difficult to find a way to describe the state of her room. This could be some kind of payback for having a messy room as a teenager but I am almost positive that my room was never like hers at such a young age. I can tell you despite the fact that I was a slob as a teenager, my drawers were always organized. I had an underwear drawer, a sock drawer and drawers designated for certain groups of clothing - you get the idea, right? Most people do have specific drawers for specific groups of clothing. Not Emma. oh no! Apparently, it is perfectly acceptable to her to mix socks, undergarments, bathing suits and empty pop cans. Yes, you did read that correctly, empty pop cans. I can't figure that one out myself! Is the pop can there because she is a practicing hoarder or was she trying to hide it from me? Every orifice of her room has some sort of clutter in or on it. Big papers, little scraps of paper, pencils, pens, video game cartridges, clean and dirty clothes mixed together - it is literally everywhere!
Normally when I go in to clean her room, I get really mad and just take everything laying around her room that isn't where it ought to be and pile it on her bed. When she comes home from where ever she has been I make her go upstairs and put it all away. Of course, this usually backfires on me because she thinks of her closet as a catch-all. I will go up to inspect and everything is shoved in the closet, to the point that it is neck deep and literally falls right out when you open the door. This begs the question, "How did she get the door shut?" She must be magical!!! If that were the case, she should be able to get her room clean with little effort. Anyhow, this particular day I really dug in to it. I took everything out of her drawers (empty pop cans included) and carefully went through all of it. When I had completed the task of sorting all of it out, I had one garbage bag full of trash and two bags for Goodwill. Her room was clean and organized - aaaahhhh!
When Emma came home from school, I told her that I had spent some time in her room that morning. She immediately freaked out and refused to go in there. I am sure she was fearing the worst because she obviously knows her room is a pigsty. Finally, three hours later she went into her room and promptly came downstairs and said, "Good job Mom!". A simple thank you would have sufficed. Good job Mom? I don't get it, not one bit. Regardless of my efforts, it won't last more than a week tops! For right now though, it is satisfying to know it is clean for now.
At 11:40am, it was time to pick up Sarah. I loaded Bella in the car and off we went to get her from school. She was happy and had a fun time. We got back in the car and came home. Olivia got off the bus with Ryan because there is no one way I can be in two places at once - even with my superior Mothering skills (hahaha). Olivia and Ryan wanted to play for a little bit at Natalie's house - JACKPOT!!!!! This meant it was just Sarah, Bella and Me at home - all of us needed a nap. I fed them lunch and told Sarah of my napping plan. She was not happy to say the least, insisting that she didn't need a nap. Guess who one this battle? I put Bella down for her nap and then went to my comfy couch, laid down and summoned Sarah to come cuddle with me. She put up a little fight but eventually gave in stating firmly, "I am not......." and out she went. I quickly followed and we both slept for a good two hours.
Emma and Abigail got home from school shortly after we woke up and so the afternoon and evening event began. It was time for dance classes. Tonight I was taking Emily with us because Marc and Natalie had curriculum night at the kindergarten center. So off we went to dance class. Sarah and Emily had dance class first and then Abigail's classes started an hour later. I don't stay for Abigail's classes because she is there for a couple of hours and it's only about a mile from our house. I loaded the two little one's back into the car and we left for home.
For some reason I was still tired despite the afternoon nap and didnt' feel like cooking dinner. I decided to order pizza, fed the kids and watched the little kids play - as I was too tired to play with them. Marc and Natalie showed up to pick up Ryan and Emily and before long it was time to pick Abigail up. When we got home everyone got ready for bed, lights out!
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
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