I just got off of a two week vacation - a.k.a., my mom being in town. I realize it's quite unfair that it's certainly no vacation for her, but for two weeks she made every meal, got the kids dressed every day and changed almost all the diapers. Can I tell you my stress level for the last two weeks was non-existent? Wow. I was thinking back to a movie Ryan and I watched a while ago that was set back in the 1940s and they had a governess and a cook and all that - and the wife was always happy! And she was so pleasant to her children. And she would sit and knit! And I told Ryan, "See how happy I could be if I had a cook and a governess? See how happy and pleasant I would be to our kids if I could just sit and play with them and read books to them? See how much knitting I could do?!?" But alas, my mom just left and I'm back to fend for myself and realize how much more easily tempers flare when you're doing everything by yourself and your kids are being naughty, and how it's no longer a snap to get out of the house with kids dressed and lunches packed, and it's definitely much harder to get the kids back to the car without an extra hand to help herd them and chase them down as one bolts out of reach, one flops down on the sidewalk throwing a tantrum in refusal to holding your hand and the other one is off crying about not wanting to leave.
But we had a great time while she was here. I got so much done! I try to think of everything that might need to be done in the next 6 months or so and do it all in the space of two weeks. We probably had about 8 doctors appointments, saw a ton of schools trying to find one for Cash, and got a million other errands run. Without having to get three kids in and out of the car every time. Amazing how much you appreciate that. And it's so nice to have a clean house, clean closets, and cleaned out piles of accumulated junk now too.
And we still managed to get out and have fun. I'll just throw in a bunch of pictures from all the stuff we did.
Went to the Children's museum:
Had a birthday party for my mom and Ryan complete with orange pound cake trifle.
My mom got some shots of the playroom in the condo of the girl who does Cash's school. I'd love to have a room like this in my house!
Went to lots of parks:
Yeah, even I was a little worn out from trying to get so much done by the time she left! I'm sure she's plenty relieved to be home recovering from us too!