Last night my kids didn't make it to bed until 8:30. Well, maybe that's when we walked up the stairs so it really was later than that. Oops. I should maybe get a bad mama point for that. If I was into keeping track of that kind of thing, which I'm not. Really. I may sometimes think that I'm not the greatest mother to ever live, but if I'm really honest, I know that I do alright. Definitely not all the time, but sometimes. I could do a lot worse.
Like today wasn't the greatest of days. I got up sort of early (before 7) and even showered (Hallelujah!) but then my early alone time was not-so-alone time because Leigh was up when I came out. So that's ok. She ate some cereal, and sat with me some. I ate my breakfast and then sat in my chair, and read a little of the Word. But then I sort of dozed in the chair a little. And I have determined that that doze is what killed my day. I should have forced myself out of the chair and gotten my blood flowing and my day started. But instead it sort of made me feel a little lazy and off.
So my day was therefore lazy and off as well. Abby slept in until 9:15 which is another point that I'm tossed on, whether I should have woken her up or not. Since we homeschool, I let her sleep. I had some arguments in my head going, saying that we need to maintain a routine and keep with it and yada yada yada. But my girls rarely sleep in anymore (they used to sleep in all the time) so I figured that letting her have the one day wouldn't kill either of us. Besides, we didn't take yesterday off school, and all the public school kids did. :-)
So today the kids just played and watched tv and played and did whatever else we felt like. A bit of a lazy day. Which is fine, I know. I don't have to be go go go all the time. But the only reason I feel guilty is that I know I could have done even a little bit better. I could have done more, like maybe the laundry, especially since I don't want to get caught with 4 large loads of laundry and a broken washer like I had this last Saturday. That wasn't fun.
Oh well, today is over and I am really trying to learn to just accept the fact that maybe I didn't do something perfect, maybe I was even a little wrong, but it is done now and I can only try again tomorrow.
I started writing this to contemplate whether I should go make my children be quiet and get back in bed since they are currently playing upstairs. This has been a parenting question for me ever since Abby started sleeping in a big girl bed and was able to get out on her own. What are everyone's thoughts on this? Typically I just let them play, as long as it isn't for hours and hours and hours. Ideally I think that I would like them not to, but well, I'm kind of lazyish so I tend to take the path that involves less conflict. Tell me your thoughts.
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Oh goodness, your lazy day sounds like my normal day.
I have to be firm with Dassa. I hate it but the kid is over the top at different times. Last night she stripped, turned off her space heater and was huddled by the door. Or she packs all her toys into her bed. Or she climbs her shelf and gets stuck. We are moving her into the tiny room to a least get rid of the toy temptation. At naptime I tell her it is quiet time and don't worry. She is mostly over naps but I still need them, lol. Sometimes she sleeps sometimes she doesn't.
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