In our “old life,” meaning before we made the move to NC a month and a half ago, we were always on the go.
To the park, to the museum, to the zoo, to the inflatable crazy play place, on playdates, preschool, going for walks, story time at the library, Awana, karate, t-ball, swimming, going, going, going. Each day, the boys woke up wanting to know where we were going to go that day.
If we had a day where we stayed home all day it was most likely because someone was sick. Or because I spent all our money and didn’t even have gas money…but that didn’t happen often because we could still walk plenty of places.
On those rare days we did stay home all day, I thought I would lose my mind.
And even after the boys were in bed, I was going, going, going.
For a drink with my best friend, for beer and wings with my college buddy, margarita night with the girls(um, really, I’m not a lush…), to my monthly moms’ group meeting that I coordinated, monthly book club meeting, Bible study, yoga class, going, going, going.
But, since our move, we don’t leave home much.
For the boys, playing out on the beach is enough. That’s in our backyard. They aren’t getting tired of it.
Even just getting to go out and play on the deck is entertaining for them. I think it’s the fresh air.
And the layout of this house is so much better for the kids to have room to play and especially room to play away from each other.
Of course they still go to preschool(tired of hearing me talk about all the preschool drama yet?), but they don’t really want to go anywhere else. They want to go to the beach or play in the backyard or on the deck or just hang out in the house. They don’t ask if where we’re going every day.
And, as for me, BFF and college buddy obviously aren’t here, and I haven’t found a group of women to go have margaritas with(plus, there isn’t a place that has $.99 margaritas that is close to me anymore…and I’m cheap).
I got burned out on MOPS groups after coordinating one for two years, so I’m not really anxious to join another. Though, maybe I would like it if all I had to do was show up, instead of handling all the planning.
No book clubs that I know of and I’ll probably join a Bible study when the new groups start up in the new year. Yoga will probably happen again at some point…Hubs does like that flexibility. 😉
But, I don’t really have any desire to go anywhere, either.
I love being able to hear the ocean from my house. It brings a sense of calm over me, so maybe that’s why I don’t feel such a need to find time to relax; I’m already relaxed.
Hubs is also home A LOT more than he was before our move. He used to rarely make it home for dinner- maybe once a week he’d be home before the boys were in bed.
But, he’s only missed dinner here once since we moved.
And then after the boys go to bed, we actually spend time together- imagine that!
I’m happy with how our family has been spending our time.
Of course, with 3 boys 5 and under, I’m still busy. I’m ALWAYS busy.
But, I feel less scattered and stressed. I have more time to really focus on my family.
But, when I think about it, I realize that we’re turning into hermits.
Should I be worried?
I am coming out of my hermit shell tonight to go to a cookie exchange with 12 women that I don’t know(local moms online board) and it makes me nervous. I’ll go armed with baked goods and a yummy dip.
But, I figure that I could give them the cookies I baked, grab up my share, and then get a text message shortly after that with some sort of emergency at home if I decide that I’d rather continue in my life as a hermit….