There are 52 days until spring. 52 long, dark, cold, and boring days left. I don’t know about you but I’m starting to lose it. My boys have been sick the past week and a half with bronchitis, ear, and eye infections. We have been house bound for what feels like eternity. Top that off with nonstop whining, crying, or screaming paired with naps that are too short and mid night wake ups and this momma is in over her head. Since I’m a planner, I decided to come up with a plan to survive the winter and early spring since it will still be cold as hell in March (boo hoo). Here are my recommendations:
- Drink. Fact is there’s not much I can do about the situation at hand. It sucks. Might as well have a glass of wine so I can enjoy part of the day.
- Ask for help. A few days ago, Maddox refused to go down for a nap. He would instantly fall asleep in my arms and then immediately pop up to standing the minute I put him down in his crib. Since he literally threw himself on the floor (from inside his crib with the mattress on the lowest setting), I was squeamish about leaving him alone in bed as he screamed his little head off. Luckily for both of our sakes, my mother-in -aw was over. After three unsuccessful attempts at putting him down, I was able to hand him over to her with tears in my eyes. Thirty minutes later, I no longer felt like screaming at the top of my lungs and pulling my hair out and I was ready to be a mother again.
- Invest in a face mask, a tub of hand sanitizer, and every supplement claiming that it will keep you from getting sick. It’s hard enough trying to stay healthy during the winter months without having little snot monsters coughing in your face, putting their sticky little fingers in your mouth, and giving you kisses covered in snot. My hands are raw from washing them and I have bought every possible tea, herb, and supplement that is supposed to fight off sickness. So far it’s working…but barely.
- Meditate- in a room by yourself. One day not long ago, I was with my boys in the family room and I told them that I needed a minute to myself. I laid on the floor and closed my eyes only to have Maddox drop the iPad on my face. I learned that lesson quickly. The incessant whining is really almost impossible to deal with 12-14 hours a day so even 5 minutes of quiet time (alone) can be the difference between a loving mother and a raving maniac. Trust me, you’ll be doing them a favor.
Well, that’s all I got. I can’t tell you that this list is working magic. I’m still exhausted, impatient, stir-crazy, and bored. If anyone has any amazing ideas of how to get through the next 52 days, I’m all ears.
Cheers to good health and snotty little noses.