Help! I'm Being Followed!
I hope everyone had a happy Easter. I return to blogging after a brief, yet productive break. I submitted another book proposal and have had lots of fun checking out other mommy bloggers. I will be adding more links as I find other fun, inspiring blogs.
Does anyone else feel they are being followed? Do you feel that you are never alone in your own house? I think that it has been a long winter because I do not remember being so acutely aware of this problem until recently. I can not go anywhere without being followed. From upstairs to down, to the kitchen or to check the mail, if I am not followed, the little ones make such a ruckus as if they fear I will hop a plane to Florida and never return unless they keep a careful eye on me.
And the bathroom. What about the bathroom? The one place where a woman can go for a few moments of solitude, right? Wrong. The shenanigans I have to pull to try to get some privacy in the bathroom are ridiculous. My latest trick is to sneak in to take a shower when everyone is occupied. I literally tiptoe away, quietly close the door and jump right in to the shower. Unfortunately, once I start the water running, the secret is out and my whereabouts are known but at least I had a few moments of privacy.
One problem I have noticed is that A is so small, she could be a private detective with her stealth following of people. Often times, I will try my "wait until she is occupied so I can escape into the kitchen to get something done" routine only to turn around after running water at the sink to fall over a yelping child. She is good at yelling "Ow!" by this time. She has creeped up on me so quietly and was so close that I literally fell over her, often knocking the poor girl over!
Even as I write this, though, I realize that I would not trade my life now for my previous days as a single woman when I wished that I had someone to share my space with. Now I have that and so much more.
Thank you God for sending me your precious gifts in the form of my children. From them I learn so much and for that I am so grateful. They have changed my life in ways that I did not expect and I am so much better for it.
Does anyone else feel they are being followed? Do you feel that you are never alone in your own house? I think that it has been a long winter because I do not remember being so acutely aware of this problem until recently. I can not go anywhere without being followed. From upstairs to down, to the kitchen or to check the mail, if I am not followed, the little ones make such a ruckus as if they fear I will hop a plane to Florida and never return unless they keep a careful eye on me.
And the bathroom. What about the bathroom? The one place where a woman can go for a few moments of solitude, right? Wrong. The shenanigans I have to pull to try to get some privacy in the bathroom are ridiculous. My latest trick is to sneak in to take a shower when everyone is occupied. I literally tiptoe away, quietly close the door and jump right in to the shower. Unfortunately, once I start the water running, the secret is out and my whereabouts are known but at least I had a few moments of privacy.
One problem I have noticed is that A is so small, she could be a private detective with her stealth following of people. Often times, I will try my "wait until she is occupied so I can escape into the kitchen to get something done" routine only to turn around after running water at the sink to fall over a yelping child. She is good at yelling "Ow!" by this time. She has creeped up on me so quietly and was so close that I literally fell over her, often knocking the poor girl over!
Even as I write this, though, I realize that I would not trade my life now for my previous days as a single woman when I wished that I had someone to share my space with. Now I have that and so much more.
Thank you God for sending me your precious gifts in the form of my children. From them I learn so much and for that I am so grateful. They have changed my life in ways that I did not expect and I am so much better for it.
posted by Victoria @ 10:04 AM
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