Do You Hear That?
by Julie Davidson
Do you have those days (or weeks) where you just need some you time? Sometimes the days just kind of mold together. If it weren’t for the calendar on your smart phone, there’s a good chance you wouldn’t know what day it is. You work from sun up ’til sundown, but inevitably your to-do-list never gets completely done. Just rearranged.
But do you ever wish for a little time without the kids? Shameful, huh? Somehow when you become a parent, you feel guilty asking for time alone. But maybe we should look at it as more of self-preservation than selfishness. Kind of like if Mommy doesn’t get some head space, she’s going to lock herself in the laundry room.
It’s likely that you’re good at multi-tasking. It kind of comes with the territory. But there comes a point where it all gets overwhelming. Last week, I went to Target to buy floor cleaner. As I searched for the right aisle, my boys were circling around me like two-legged buzzards.
“Can we go to the toy aisle?”
“Are there snacks here? I’m hungry.”
“Are there skinny jeans here?”
“Can I push the cart?”
“Mom, mom, mom, mom.”
The line of questioning continued until I stopped in the middle of the aisle and gave the boys the look. Yep, the one that says, “You better get it together or you won’t be coming back to Target with me for a long time!”
Almost miraculously, a friend must have heard my cry for help. She sent me a FB message asking if the boys (yes, both of them) could spend the night. They’re first sleepover ever! Four hours later, they were off. And then…there was silence. No screaming. No fighting. No running through the house. No giggling.
The quiet wasn’t bad, but it also wasn’t the dream I thought it would be. Who would I remind to clean up their room? And brush their teeth? And tuck in at night? Oh no. I wondered if I was destined to be one of those moms who falls apart when their kids go off to college because they’re so wrapped up in their kids’ lives?
I appreciated the silence. Plus, I figured if it really got too quiet, I could make a Target run. There would be countless aisles with children asking a million questions. I’d feel right at home.