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I’ve Fallen Into the Kid Vortex and I Can’t Get Out

April 20, 2012 , , , , , , , ,

I've Fallen Into the Kid Vortex and I Can't Get Out

Remember when you used to have the morning all to yourself to get ready before heading out to conquer the world every day?

Remember all that time you used to have to work out every day at lunch or after work?

Remember feeling bored?

What happened to all that extra time we used to have? Oh wait, I know, we had kids!

I don’t know about you, but I feel like I’ve fallen into the Kid Vortex and I can’t get out. Every ounce of extra time you used to have for yourself is now slipping away as quickly as sand spilling between your fingers. My husbands grandma told me that when I’m in my 80’s time will feel like it goes by even faster than it does now. Shit! If that’s the case, every year is going to feel like the equivalent of 1 day by the time I’m her age.

Right now it feels like it’s flying most of the time. I thought about it and I spend nearly 20 hours or more driving my kids to sports and activities, watching their sports and activities and/or participating in their sports or activities. Then another 20 hours feeding them, bathing them, washing their clothes, picking up their crap and just spending time with them. IT’S ALOT!

Ok, those of you with five kids are like, “shut up you baby!” Thus, the reason I didn’t have five kids. NOT CAPABLE

I think I’m just trying to figure out a coping mechanism. Ok, other than wine and curling up in a ball and rocking back and forth vigorously. I try to set aside time for me every day…sacred space, journal, yoga yada yada. Maybe I’m just in need of a vacation with the hubby and completely shut down for a week to recharge.

How do you deal with the reality that since you’ve had kids time is evaporating like quick sand? Please throw a rock at my head with a note attached on which you’ve inscribed the magic secret to creating more time, giving your kids the time and attention they need to become assets to society instead of serial killers and keeping yourself sane in the process.

You’re my hero! Now, help me out of this damn vortex please.

Stay sane, my friends.

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The only note I have attached to a rock isn’t helpful….is says this : “anxiety”. Anxiety about how fast it’s moving for me and for them. There aren’t enough hours in the day to accomplish everything that we want and deserve to be as a person; nor enough hours in the day to turn them into everything that they want and deserve to be and human beings. It’s bitter sweet isn’t it my friend? But we’re all in it together as a family, and that’s what makes it great! xoxo

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wynona

April 20, 2012

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