“Life is about finding the meaning and the joy and the purpose in all the chaos.” Sandra– Mom’s Night Out
If you spent a day in my house I promise you would not be the first to tell me I could write a book titled “A Day in the Life at the Walker’s”. Before my youngest child was born my life appeared “normal.” Relatively speaking. Now it seems like I am on-screen in the middle of a sit-com , only the situations are usually not hilarious to me until after the fact and I have never felt comfortable in the spotlight.
During the morning of our robotics meeting several days ago, our new dog chewed up two patio cushions. It doesn’t sound terrible until I tell you the whole back yard literally looked like we got an inch of snow. In fact our neighbor told me a few days later her husband wondered what in the world happened next door because it looked like we were the only ones in the neighborhood with a backyard of snow. I am sure it was comical to watch my children fill up trash bags of stuffing in the morning followed by my husband sucking stuffing off the grass with a shop vac in the evening. The robotics club thought it was hysterical but I found myself embarrassed because we had two new families arrive that morning. A nice snapshot of our crazy household was all I could think about as I tried to introduce myself . Another thought in my mind–cushions really have that much stuffing in them, who knew?!
A few days later the neighborhood kids had a day off because of an ice storm. The pack of kids were all in my yard and accidentally let our hound dog out. I was still in my pajamas running down the street in my son’s crocs slipping on ice and trying to maintain balance while calling the dog. I felt like a crazy version of the Pied Piper with a group of anxious kids following me because they wanted to know if the dog would come back.
Flash forward a few more days and I am hosting a last minute Mom’s Night Out/planning meeting for our local homeschool group. My husband comes home with the kids early and my youngest decides that clothing is optional after his bath. As everyone is leaving he is streaking through the dining room yelling “bye, everyone!” The moms thought it was hilarious and adorable, while I was already mentally chalking this up as another epic mom fail.
The list could go on (this is only a highlight reel of my past several days), but I think you get are beginning to get the point. Besides, I cannot release all my crazy stories in one post, right? My life is full of reminding boys there are no swords in the house while getting a confused “why?” look, telling my youngest he has to wear clothes while in the house every time people are over (again, I get a crazy look), and lots of “weird” projects around lying around the house /yard. After analyzing my last several days, I came to a few conclusions:
1. My life is a tad crazy.
2. Everyone’s life is a tad crazy.
3. I can laugh at the crazy or……
4. I can stress about the crazy.
I choose to find the humor and laugh because in reality I am probably making a mountain out of a mole hill. After all , if I saw any of these scenarios happen to someone else I would laugh….hysterically. I wouldn’t judge them in anyway or think they have “lost it”. Humor is excellent medicine because with laughter we release endorphins, which promote an overall sense of well-being. What is the fastest way to bring your mind back to balance? Laughter. How often do we need to bring our mind back to balance in parenthood? Pretty often. Some days maybe even constantly ! Also, crazy makes for excellent memories , I promise!
I challenge you to laugh the next time something crazy happens and you are judging yourself or feel you are being judged. The universe is trying to tell you to slow down, be present, and lighten up!
So there you go, my cover has been blown. I am not the “perfect ” parent. Actually no one is….. I am convinced that behind every mom trying to maintain her “perfect” facade is a mom full of crazy parenting stories dying to come out. Don’t be afraid, let it out, and share your stories with friends. Yes, they will laugh at your expense but you are doing the world an enormous favor. You are helping the release of endorphins one mom at a time. I don’t know a mom out there who could not use more laughter to regain positive emotional balance, release stress and take mind off their problems!
Having children is like living in a frat house – nobody sleeps, everything’s broken, and there’s a lot of throwing up. ~ Ray Romano