What a magnificent day it was today. We had a lovely morning just lolling around in our jarmies - I'm afraid I was a little slow off the mark this morning, as Maisie Mouse had given me a battle royale going to sleep last night! Poor little girl has been very unwell for so long, but there comes a point when all babies need to go to sleep, and all mummies have reached cracking point in terms of sleep deprivation! I have slept so many nights lately with a little girly tucked under my arm, and as much as I love the cuddles, and understand that she just needs her mummy, I am not functioning during the daytime anymore. So I insisted that she went to sleep in her own cot last night, and it took a while to convince her that she would be ok. As a result of this, the team and I weren't that concerned about getting dressed this morning. The big kids watched Play School (or Circle, as we call it) and played intricate imaginary games. I put on several loads of washing and pottered around in my nightie...the poor neighbours might start needing therapy soon! Phoebe took great pride in doing wees in the potty every five minutes or so, and would then spend the time in between wees trying to put her shorts back on again. Maisie eventually rolled out of bed and had a little play, before going back for another nap! Little witch.
When we eventually got around to donning clothes, the kids played outside in the sunshine while I pegged out the multitudes of washing and Maisie rolled on a blanket on the grass. We had lunch, Phoebs had a little catnap, I folded washing. We ventured out of the house only once, for a trip to the chemist to get eyedrops for Maisie's conjunctivitis (ask a three year old to pronouce that one!) It was a lovely, lazy day, and do you know why? Because we didn't need to do anything, or be anywhere, and days like that are numbered for our little team. It only dawned on me recently that with Jack starting Prep next year, we will no longer have days that start slowly. Even when I am not dashing madly off to work in the mornings, and the girls do not have to run into daycare, we will still have to be up to take Jack to school. As I plan to be completely dressed at the school gate (well, most of the time, anyway!), we won't be able to cruise gently through our mornings as we generally have on the days when I don't work. I realise this probably makes me look like a complete sloth...but I suppose it's just a lovely little bonus of being a stay-at-home mum. Some of my favourite times with my kids have involved just hanging around in our pjs, fuzzy bedhair in abundance, snuggles on the couch with stories, and a relaxed atmosphere that only comes from a completely empty schedule. When Jack starts school in February, even a completely blank calendar will have the school run written on it.
Don't worry, I know there's a silver lining - if I am up, dressed and in the car every morning by 8.15, I'll be more likely to get organised in terms of housework, grocery shopping, bill paying...
Gee, I'm going to miss our pyjama mornings.
5 comments:
I am not a fan of jarmies all day, imjust really need a shower to get going in the morning, but trackie pants and abc kids, and not leaving the house for the day. I do love that.
The joy of not having to rush is just so wonderfully releasing. No pressure but only what you decide is just like a mini-mental holiday.
here on the rewind... so have you actually done the school run in your PJs yet?! I reckon every mum does at some point!
I love days like these. I miss them when Mr7 is at school, but I really look forward to the school holidays!
Thanks for Rewinding at the Fibro.
Let's see, my youngest is 17. I haven't had to drop off kids to school in years and yet I am STILL not organized in the bill paying, grocery shopping, housekeeping department! And jammie mornings are still my favorite.
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