I honestly feel like I just ran 26.2 miles in 3 hours. I really do. Granted I have never run a marathon in my life. And if for some reason I got the insane notion to do it, it would take me 2 weeks, not three hours. But that's how I feel.
This past school year exhausted me. And I only had one in Kindergarten. I never said that strength and fortitude were my strong points. But I did have one in preschool as well and a toddler so our schedule most days looked like this.
6:30- Wake Bennett up. Feed her, clothe her and remind her 50 times to not roll her eyes at me. They start so young these days.
7:30- Drive Bennett to school while Rob is waking up the other two kids.
8:00- Feed and clothe Will and Lainey. Remind Will that brushing teeth is an important part of one's daily hygiene routine while begging Lainey to stop throwing spoonfuls of applesauce on the floor.
8:30- Take Will to pre-school.
8:30-9:30 I don't know. It's a blur. Maybe shower?
9:30- Take Lainey to Mother's Morning Out while I worked. And by "worked" I mean doing arts, crafts and music with 45 preschoolers. Loads of fun, but heavy on the exhaustion.
11:30- Pick Lainey up.
12:30- Pick Will up.
12:30-2:45- I don't know. It's a blur. Maybe feed the kids lunch? Play with them? Who knows?
2:45- Pick Bennett up from school.
2:45-6:00- Drive to and from various piano lessons, soccer games, dance lessons and church activities. Oh, and I taught drama too.
6:00-8:00- I don't know. It's a blur. Maybe cook, clean, bathe, read to the children, have the oldest read to me, homework, play outside, game nights, movie nights and many other things that are hard to recall at this moment.
8:00- Pack lunches for the next day and get homework folders in order. Collapse on the couch, look at my husband and say, "Who are you again?"
So, I'm tired. And I know most of you are too. My schedule isn't any different from most of you out there. But for some reason this year has seemed more schedule driven than when I had kids in pre-school. So, I am going to enjoy this summer. I am already reveling in not setting an alarm, not packing lunches, not sitting at dance practices and just having my kids at home with me.
Maybe one day I will run a marathon just so I can realistically compare the two. Or maybe I can just pretend that they are comparable in my mind so I don't feel so bad about my level of exhaustion. Yeah, that's much better.
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