Moving and Play Time with Mommy
With moving on my mind, the excitement of the Mosaic Reviews team approaching and extra mom time, I’ve been slacking in the blogging department lately. Really each deserves a post of its own, but since I’ve been so stretched for time, you’re getting the gist of the current odd mom happenings, all rolled into one.
In the 13 ½ years the hubs and I have been together, we have moved 10 times! Nuts, I know, but if you have not figured out my inability to stick with something or somewhere for long by reading this blog, now you know. The thing is, our current living situation just is not working anymore. So we’ve been planning our move for a little over a month now, for a March 1 move in date.
The packing, moving and unpacking isn’t the stressful part of the move for me though. The stressful part is that we prefer to be renters and finding a property owner willing to rent with a tenant is BEYOND difficult. We love our dog; he is a happy cuddly part of our family. Very different from what his breed is made out to be. We could never consider parting with him. Thus, I have spent hours upon hours the past few weeks combing over listings, in hopes of finding what we need.
Play Time with Mommy
I don’t make New Year’s resolutions, just bucket list of things I would like to do throughout the year. This year though, I decided to break that pattern and made a resolution that I’ve kept to myself until now; I will give my kids more MOM time.
It is difficult when you realize that you are not giving your kids enough of your time, despite being home with them full time. However, after having my husband tell me that the kids say I NEVER play with them, I had to digest it and promise to myself to try harder.
Trying is what I will have to do too. I was an only child (my half-brother was 13 years older and didn’t live with us) and really did not have many friends. I played alone, a LOT, and for the most part, I was good with it. I remember playing with my mom on occasion, but I was happy to play alone. I’m guessing that’s why I didn’t have, and still do not have, many friends. I prefer solitude.
Couple my hard-wired train of thought for solitary play with the fact that my kids are always running at 200% at want ruff play and it always makes me cringe when they beg me to do something.
I really am trying though. I’ve played games twice this week already and I’m trying to muster up the strength to sit through a session of Barbie’s or something of the sort.