When Justin was deployed I was in Arizona for a few months to spend time with family. I thought my life was so hard. Here I was, practically a single mom for 8 months. My father in law told me that my life was easy because I only had one kid and I remember it made me so mad. I'm doing everything alone! How could anyone think that was easy?
Well, it's hard to admit, but he was right. My life was easy. I mistook my life being lonely for hard. It wasn't really hard in the way I thought it was, I was just bored and lonely without Justin. I can honestly say, my life is hard now. I'm happy and I love it, but it's hard. Having Tristan and Landon so close together has been challenging. I feel trapped inside my house. By the time we get shoes, socks, jackets on the kids, put Landon in his carrier, put together a diaper bag and get ourselves ready, Justin and I don't feel like going anywhere anymore. So we go in shifts. Justin will go out and do his errands, I'll go out and do mine when he gets back. We don't spend much time together like we used to because of it. Landon and Tristan have different nap schedules, so I have to wait for Justin to get home for lunch so I can shower. Which means he usually doesn't get to eat lunch and on the days he can't come home for lunch, I don't shower. lol
There is no such thing as sleep at our house. Landon actually sleeps through the night now which has been amazing, but Tristan wakes up and then he wakes up Tommy too. I get 2-3 hours of sleep at a time. I've never been so sleep deprived in my life. If someone was to grant me one wish, it would be a whole day of sleep and someone to clean my house. I'm literally busy almost all day long, and then Justin gets home from work and he's tired too. So we split the work getting the kids dinner and put to bed, so we can enjoy an hour or two together before finding ourselves falling asleep on the couch and heading to bed.
I know this is a phase in our life and someday soon it'll all be different. The kids will be older and in school. I'll have afternoons to myself to do whatever I want. The kids will start going through growth spurts and sleeping longer than me. There will be a time I can eat my lunch all at once and sitting down. But in the meantime, it's chaos. I love it. I'm needed and wanted. I'm everything to my sweet babies and I wouldn't want it any other way. I'm trying to enjoy all of it.
I'm trying to relax on the housework and not push myself as hard as I used to. I can't wait for my kids to have kids (maybe a granddaughter... please?) and I'll get to spoil them rotten, send them home and sleep the whole night through. Payback. ;)
I guess the point of this post is, no one has a perfect life. All the posts on my blog may all be of good things, but we're all dealing with our own struggles. I used to think everyone else's lives were fun and exciting and mine was the only one full of mundane things. It's taken until the last couple years to realize everyone's life is boring and mundane to a degree. I'm not the only housewife still in her pajamas at 3pm, right?
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