The Days Are Long....

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

A few days ago I stumbled upon this quote about raising kids and I can't think of anything that better describes what it is like to be a parent.
'The days are long, but the years are short.' - Gretchen Rubin
Lately, like most parents, I feel like I am living in some version of Groundhog's Day.  Everyday is the same. Nothing too bad happens, but also nothing really unexpected occurs. Some days when the LM finally goes to bed around 8 I feel like I have just finished running a marathon, and other days I can't even remember what it is that we did all day because it went by so quickly. Each week seems to be soooooooooooo long from start to finish, and then I turn around and my baby is already a few months away from turning a year old, and my little man is almost big enough to start kindergarten.

When the heck did that happen??????

Somewhere in between all the diaper changes, rides to and from school, and play dates, these kids just keep growing, and sometimes I am honestly just surprised we all survived the day. I often wonder if it is always going to feel like this, or if things do get easier as the kids get older? I imagine in some ways the day to day gets some relief, but emotionally things must get much more intense. They don't say "bigger kids, bigger problems" for no reason.

You will find no complaints here, just the musings of a mother who wonders where the time goes, and sometimes feels as though she didn't "see" her children all day, even though neither of them was more than a foot away at any given time.

Maybe I just need a little more of this....


Samantha N. said...

Hiya! I love your blog and just wanted to let you know that! I'm originally from NH and still have my place in the Back Bay despite the fact that my husband I now live in New Zealand, so reading your blog keeps me connected to home. Thanks. We're planning on moving back to Boston in August after three (long-ish) years in NZ, so hopefully I'll see you out pushing the pram on Newbury. Also wanted to say to say that the person who knocked your gorgeous rings several posts ago was cruel; they're beautiful. See you up there!

Jo Meszoly said...

You're right, it is survival. With little kids, there are some wonderful, funny moments -- incidents that probably you and your husband laugh about. But it's a lot of work and daily grind.
I get irked when parents of older kids constantly say, "oh enjoy it now, it goes so fast".... I think that those parents have selective memory! They forget the fatigue.
(And I'm sorry if I sound bitter. I wouldn't swap the kids for anything. But currently, I'm battling the stomach flu and my husband's out of town... survival is all that's left! :)
So rest easy. You're stuck watching Groundhog Day but you're not alone.