Do you ever feel like your life resembles the movie “Groundhog Day?” I’m kind of there. Don’t get me wrong, my life is good, but I feel like I do the same thing everyday. Yes, we go places and do things and have fun, but overall I feel like our days are a bit mundane.
I know that most of this is attributed to having two young kids. Let’s face it, before having them, my husband and I had more freedom and spontaneity in our life. We did what we wanted to do. We weren’t always doing so much preparing and planning. I suspect most families have experienced the same thing. However, we made a choice as parents to give our kids our all. I’ve heard people say, “Our kids need to fit into our schedule,” but that’s not the choice my husband and I made. We choose to fit into their life. After all, they had no say in the matter. We’ve already done a lot of living and want them to experience everything they can. So, for now (at least while they are still young) we don’t jet off on vacations without them and the majority of our activities are for the entire family.
My son is almost five and our daughter just turned one. They have schedules and naps, which if missed or veered from, wreak havoc on our day. We’re at the helicopter stage with our daughter because she is learning to walk, and well, you’d think she was the Flash or something because turning away for one second can spell disaster. Our son is leaving the toddler stage and becoming a boy which means starting kindergarten and playing organized sports. So, while everything is very routine right now, I know that will change. Sometimes I just wish it would hurry up and get here.
I recently heard someone say, “You will never be this loved again.” So, maybe I need to embrace our monotonous life. It’s true, we’ll never get this time back and the day will come where I’m not showered with so many kisses and hugs. Before we know it we’ll have an 18 year old and 14 year old and life will NOT be routine. I’ll wish I could wake up, go to work, come home, and repeat. I’ll wish my kids were babies again. So, subconsciously, maybe I choose the mundane. Maybe that’s why a little Groundhog Day in this stage of my life isn’t so bad.