You see, after a day with all these darling children, mama's a little worn thin. With the constant loving correction and firm discipline and feeding and cleaning and playing and diapers and diapers and diapers and accidents in the pants and loving correction and firm discipline and fitting in Cinderella dresses that are 6 sizes too small for me and cooking and cleaning and wiping of noses and loving correction and firm discipline and diapers and diapers and teaching children appropriate social skills... it gets a little exhausting.
I love it, it is a joy to be gifted with this wonderful opportunity. I am so thankful that God allows me to be such an intricate part of my children's formative years. Really, that is how I feel. Until 4 o'clock.
But at the end of the day, when Caleb walks in the door after a long day of whatever he does so well, so I am able to do what I do, I literally crash.
He greets me with a kiss and three little ones run to his embrace, and then he asks the question-
"How was your day today?"
And then it comes. The opportunity to finally project
Back to the ongoing discussion, Caleb asked me to please wait twenty minutes after he walks in the door to tell him all of the brutal details of the day. And as a wife who desires to please the Lord and her husband, I told him I would try.
So yesterday when he walked in the door and asked me how my day was, naturally I replied,
"I'll tell you in twenty minutes."
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I love you babe! Your vomit is sweeter than all the other gazelles in the world.
That is a great idea!!! I'll have to try that with my hubby!
Oh, dear goodness. You had me laughing and laughing as I read, "With the constant loving correction and firm discipline and feeding and cleaning and playing and diapers and diapers and diapers and accidents in the pants and loving correction and firm discipline and fitting in Cinderella dresses that are 6 sizes too small for me and cooking and cleaning and wiping of noses and loving correction and firm discipline and diapers and diapers and teaching children appropriate social skills..."
I'd need more than 20 minutes.
Way to listen. It's hard when they come home...I'm good if he just takes the kids out of my hands:)
Tyne, You never cease to amaze me! You always have such a great attitude and do an amazing job with 4 young kids. I only have two and it's tough for me! I completely relate to this posting - in fact I could have written it nearly word for word. Ryan and I know have a little understanding. When he comes home from work he immediately takes the girls to play. They go downstairs or outside and I get 20-30 minutes to cook dinner without anyone climbing on me. I feel better after a more relaxed time in the kitchen and when we all sit down to dinner we are able to have nice conversations.
Great answer! And you are a great mom, I have a lot of admiration for you and other moms who can look after 2 or more children with not another set of hands during the day! I find it challenging most days! Although it is the greatest gift on earth, to be a mother. :)
Tyne...
That was a funny post - wait let me tell you how funny it was in 20 minutes...
Anyway...
Hope all is good.
Miss you all,
Delia
Very cute! That was so good of him to tell you that that's what he needs rather than you just having to figure it out. And it's sweet that he thinks you have sweet vomit, too :)
Oh boy it's gotta be hard to hold off for 20 minutes. I know it would be for me! These days I usually just say "It's your turn!" Sometimes I let him check his email first...
What a great idea!
~Elyse
I was cracking up at the "loving correction and firm discipline" the first time around. By the end of the paragraph... oh I feel your pain! And I have those days when I'm done, too. Oddly, my husband never asks how my day was, so I don't get the change to project to him ;) Maybe that's the secret! Good luck!
I've learned while watching Javier and the kids play for about ten minutes, that all else is forgotten. However, I do tell him on the days that he's home at 5:30ish instead of 5:15ish. lol
You are funny.
Oh my gosh, this is awesome. I am so with you on this, you don't even know.
Actually, you kinda do. ;-)
First...love that Caleb commented.
Second...LOL...though I only have two, I completely understand since I feel like managing a business at the same time is my third and fourth baby. Some days I am just a shell by the time Mark gets home at 6:30.
Third...Mark says the same thing. In fact he doesn't even ask most days until he has been home awhile. He just starts telling me about his day or talking about other things so that I can at least have adult conversation.
I love it!! It's very 1950's, but that's not a bad thing, is it? :)
Patrick and I are the same way. We don't have a set time but he mainly wants to know that I am happy to see HIM when he gets home, not as my relief squad but as my husband. I try really hard to greet him, ask him how his day went, etc. and then pass over the screaming toddler once he's felt welcomed home. :) You crack me up with the day in and day out reality of being a mommy.
You. Go. Girl.
Good for you! For us it's the other way around, my husband comes home and unloads on me, I talk occasionally! But he often takes over kid duty shortly after he gets home, if he's not too tired!
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