Yesterday America stopped and celebrated Labor Day. Out came the grills, the footballs and soccer, the homemade treats and iced cold lemonade. A day off to kick back and enjoy family and friends. Yesterday, America rested. Yesterday, “Ameri-moms” worked themselves to the bone.
If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands? ~ Milton Berle
Finally crashing in bed last night, I realized the idea of a “day off” is something non-existent in my life at this time. Yesterday included no sleeping in or lounging around, and who has time to eat when chasing around never ending moving tots? The day was messy and sticky, sweaty and exhausting.
Even when freshly washed and relieved of all obvious confections, children tend to be sticky. ~ Fran Lebowitz
For the “Ameri-moms,” Labor day was double shift, overtime, and hard labor all wrapped up in one. Monday, Friday, Easter, Christmas, I barely ever know the date, for they make no difference. Every day is a round the clock heavy labor shift.
*Side note: all the heavy lifting has allowed me to now open a jar of pickles without any assistance. 🙂
Moms: we are exhausted, wiped, forever searching for that far off memory called rest.
Motherhood: Because sleeping is overrated. ~Anonymous
We often go through the motions, paste on our big grins, when deep inside we just want to cry out to the sale’s clerk, “HELP! I am drowning!!”
To all the tired mommas out there today, know your cry is not alone. We are all in this together, somehow making it, moment by moment, deep breathe by deep breathe. Those sweet angels turn for a hug, a sticky kiss, and we find the strength, even if limited, to go another day.
When my kids become wild and unruly, I use a nice, safe playpen. When they’re finished, I climb out. ~ Erma Bombeck
I am a positive person, always looking for the beauty within the storm. However, I do not deny the exhaustion, the hard work, the nights of tears, and the desires for a little alone time.
The time will go quickly and soon we too will find a Labor Day with our feet propped up, sipping lemonade. For now let us lace up the sneakers, ready to chase after the little ones, finding a small breathe of air here, a miraculous few minutes of rest there. It is not easy, but forever worth it.
The quickest way for a parent to get a child’s attention is to sit down and look comfortable. ~ Lane Olinghouse