Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Peace and Quiet

Yesterday I was reading a blog
where the mom was keepin it real.
I like those kinds of blogs.
The real ones.
As opposed to the fake ones.

The blog's author (who I have no recollection - sorry)

shared her concerns
over not having adult conversations
and what it would be like to go back to the workforce
someday while her working-mom counterparts
build their careers as she changes diapers.

She talked about her fight with depression
over the years.
I personally think she needs to up her meds.
It's amazing what you can tell about a person from their blog.
She was real and she was also somewhat depressing.

I've been there.
I have those days.
But thankfully, because of some psychiatric drugs that work,
they are few and far between.
Not a day goes by that I am not grateful that my anti-depressants work.
Overall, I am a pretty content person.

I am such a happy mom.
I love my job as a stay-home mom.
I don't know if it will last forever,
but I love it for now.
And the longer I live,
the more I understand that
the now is all you should worry about.

I love my kids.
I love spending time with them.
I love teaching them.
I love nurturing them.
I love watching them grow.
I love building friendships with them.
I love discussing with them all kinds of things:
fashion, hygiene, religion, boys, music, cooking: 
the list is endless.
I love it when they make me laugh.
I love it when I make them laugh.

I also love getting away from them.
And having adult time.
Free time.
Me time.
Peace and quiet.
Any mom who doesn't admit this is a liar.
Or is generally psychotic and needs therapy.

I told this other blogging depressed mom that there
have been two practices that
have kept me sane
through the years.

I try to have a lunch-date with a girlfriend once a week.
It can be the same friend or different ones. 
It can be with kids or without,
but for some reason that connection 
really helps me to be happy.

I have to have my weekly date with my cute hubby. 
It is a MUST.
I HAVE to have it.
Like the air that I breathe.

Even if it just means that hubby and I sneak away to the library for some peace and quiet.

Peace and quiet is sometimes better than you know what.
Especially the longer we've been married
and the more kids we accumulate.
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JennyLynn said...

Depression, I believe comes with motherhood. I think we all battle in varying degrees. Meds are a blessing. My mother in-law is bipolar, and sometimes discounts the blessing her meds are for her family.

I like that you make time for you! I need to work on this.

Laura said...

Being a fulltime working mom, I have a hard time with leaving my baby and with the guilt that comes with it. Even though I know I am doing what I have to do. In my head, if I were just home I would be happy. But lately I have come to realize I need to focus on being happy with whatever situation I am in right now. I am still working on that. I can see how it would be hard to be a stay at home mom too. I guess the grass is always greener. Being a mom is hard either way. It is hard to be responsible for a little persons world. Thanks for your posts. I love reading them.

Alice Wills Gold said...

Every mom needs to have me time. It makes me such a better mom. It took me years to learn it, but I've never been the same.