Monday, January 28, 2013

Quiet time.

With ten minutes left on the nap/quiet time timer I find myself with little desire to do anything other than blog, connect, speak to those not 5 or under.  The baby is crying.  I had to trap him in the Pack-n-Play because he kept getting out of his new toddler bed and whacking his eldest brother who was trying desperately to do what was asked of him.  The middle one is on my bed, also due to the Menace and his fondness for head whacking. But now he's up saying he needs to go potty.  He knows that's a loophole because he's wearing undies.  I'd love to drown my sorrows in chocolate but the ever-present middle chub says, "lay off it".  Motherhood is not for the faint of heart.  

I was trying to read in Mitten Strings for God by Katrina Kenison but found myself frustrated because it is so hard to read about the importance of peace and quiet and play when the natives are restless.  The part I'm at now she speaks of simplicity.  Now that I get.  As I'm going through box after box after box of clothes I realize I may have overcompensated and acquired far more clothing than is necessary.  Silly me.  Time to weed out---well, not today of course because I'm still trying to figure out what I want and what I can let go of and where it all needs to go in our house.  Here's a quote that I rather like: 
It takes conviction to say, "This is enough"--whether it be enough holiday events, enough guests at a party, enough presents, or simply enough activities for next Saturday.  And it is hard to feel confidence in our own choices, in our own sense of limits, when everyone around us seems convinced that more is bigger and better.  
Part of growing up in today's world is facing this every day when the world, inner demons, the Jones's say that what we have, who we are, and what we do is never ENOUGH.  Says who? I need to remember *I* am the one who decides what is ENOUGH for me.  And frankly for most of the material things I think we have MORE than enough.  (Which is to say too much.) 

And now the timer is going off.  Back to the Island of Sodor, or wherever it is the kids are pretending they are with their trains.  



7 comments:

  1. I love that passage. That speaks to me.

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    1. I totally want to put it up somewhere in my house where I will see it ALL THE TIME...maybe over the TV ;)

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  2. Thanks for this post. I think I am feeling a bit like you as of late and I needed this.

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  3. I love that quote. Wow. I need to read that one often.

    And yes MOTHERHOOD, sometimes, I don't think I'll survive.

    Love this post :)

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  4. So I'm putting that book on the list to read. I think you should get all settled and then come to book club. The end.


    or maybe just half way settled because... well you know. Takes too much time.

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  5. You are kind of a genius, if you don't mind me saying so.

    "*I* am the one who decides what is ENOUGH for me." I am going to tattoo that on my forearm. Don't worry, I'll pin it to my "Tatts" board on Pinterest so that you can see it. Just kidding....and not that there's anything wrong with that...

    Seriously, this is just what I needed to read today. This has been a "TOO MUCH" week. I need to remember that sometimes enough is enough. Thanks for the reminder. :)

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  6. Aw- thanks Elise- I need the reminder as much as anyone. Despite reading it and blogging about it I still have to make a real effort to remind myself that. Especially as we get more and mroe boxes out of storage..... hmm. Much too much.

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