My boys probably think they’ve had the funnest week in history. Truth is, I’m 37 weeks pregnant and I don’t have the energy to referee fights or entertain them for hours on end. My husband works two jobs, and is gone from literally 3am- 10pm this week. The hour I’ve gotten to seriously talk and enjoy time with him was when we were at our midwife appointment. We’ve gotten two huge dumps of snow this week, and I take my time in the evening to clear and salt the driveway and yard for the dogs, and do everything else that needs to be done, ontop of NSTs twice a week.

Anyways. Our kids are soakin it right up. Wednesday was five hours straight of play dough time with any cutlery or baking utensil their little hearts desired. They barely had to clean up, so I’m the best mom ever! My version of it was I didn’t have the energy to hound them about clean up, so I threw the cheap table cloth out and left the rest to dry out over night then swept it in the morning.

Yesterday was a movie with popcorn, on a school night! They probably wondered who I was and what they did with their mother. My version? After dinner was cleaned up at 6, I was tired of mediating time with the toy that they both just had to have, listening to the tears over block towers being knocked over and explaining why we don’t beat each other with block swords (‘But ma! It’ll break before it hurts him!’ was the reasoning.) So by 630, they were quietly snacking away on their popcorn in bed while watching Trolls.

Today, being Friday, had me wondering what the hell I needed to do with these kids to get them to sleep in, even for a half hour. So I bundled them right up, kicked their butts outside, got my exercise ball and I’m sitting inside at the open window watching them five feet away in our front yard.

Part of me has the guilt of not giving them my full attention and being super involved, but I honestly can’t do it right now. I think I’d lose my shit if I had to do my regular mom duties on top of everything else by myself. So for today, I guess I’ll just be that terrible mom and let my littles run wild. Sometimes you have to pick and choose your battles 🤷🏻‍♀️