On Sunday, I had an experience that I have not had since my daughter
was born over a year ago: I was home alone. In the past, when I needed
some alone time, I would always go out. I never stayed in. I had
literally not been alone in my own home for over a year. Weird, huh?
So
on Saturday, I told my husband that I was starting to feel burnt out.
As the amazing man God has blessed me with, he generously offered to
take both kids out for a few hours on Sunday. I couldn't wait. I
couldn't wait to take a shower without having a little one pulling at
the shower curtain. I couldn't wait to blast my favorite music and
dance around the house. I couldn't wait to eat a baked potato with sour
cream and not have to share it with anyone (my kids are potato hogs). I
couldn't wait to feel free for just a few hours.
Yet, when Sunday
rolled around, I didn't feel free at all. I took my shower. I blasted
my music. I ate my potato. I realized how unimportant all of that
was.
I needed that alone time, but not to recharge my batteries.
Rather, I needed it to make me realize that this "alone" life is not
what I want at all. I missed my children. I missed my husband. I
spent the day wishing I was with them. By staying home alone to have
"me" time, I missed my son excitedly scarfing down his restaurant
lunch. I missed my daughter "meowing" when she saw the kittens at the
pet store. I missed seeing my husband smile as he watched our children
enjoying a day out.
It can be easy to burn out and start focusing
on the constantly loud house, the defiant toddler insistent on doing
everything themselves despite the mess, and the clingy baby who seems to
always need a diaper change. But once all that is gone, even for a
short while, you start to realize how insignificant it all is compared
to the laughter, the hugs, the knowledge that you are their world.
Why
would I want to be all alone in my own house when it means forfeiting
laughter, hugs, and love? No amount of alone time will ever be worth
it. I needed those few hours of peace and quiet to realize that I have
nothing better to do than parent my children. And I needed those few
hours to realize that I never want to have anything better to do.
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