Precious Time***
By Author- Alisha Prien
Last week of school is always so hectic!!!
Afterschool sports, Cross country, Easter Bonnet parade, (in between all Spencer’s therapy and doctor appointments) … Ahh yes, the Easter Bonnet Parade, that one was a fun reminder. It was a sunny Wednesday, driving home from school pick up, when both kids decided to remind me that tomorrow morning is the Easter Bonnet parade. As you can imagine frustration was evident, it also happened to be the day my daughter had gymnastics on, so time was short. I can’t be the only one whose been in this predicament. If you guessed that I was up late making easter Bonnet hats, you’d be correct… I ended up making my daughters Easter Bonnet Hat. She also ended up winning (LOL) call it cheating, but either way I need a win every now and then in life (ha-ha).
The mum life has really taken over lately… At times I feel like a non-stop taxi driver, running on coffee and protein shakes just to survive the business of motherhood. It can be so easy to stress, and hate these times the most, wishing it would all hurry up and end so that you could be free of the constant chaos and tiredness. I used to find myself constantly frustrated and looking forward to time away from it all or “alone time “as we call it.
But honestly, I’ve learnt to love the chaos. I’ve come to appreciate the small things and understand the importance of how fast time goes. Maybe Spencer has a lot to do with this mindset, as time for him seems endless. I have a new found gratitude in being able to be a part of all the kids sports and be involved. I know many of us don’t have the privilege to be as involved, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. This year my daughter has really matured and grown. There are moments where I miss when she was my little princess, she’s become a lot more independent. My stepson is in his last year of primary and absolutely killing it in academics and basketball. Its moments like these where I feel most proud and most grateful to be a stay-at-home mum. To be witness to all these wonderful things that these kids are accomplishing.
Someone once told me to be grateful for the chaos because one day, I’m going to miss it. One day I’ll miss the loud, the business, the hugs, the laughs and kisses. One day I will have more time, quietness and freedom, but that day may be one I can wait a little longer for, as it may just be the day I will miss the chaos the most…