Happy Tequila Day!

Just what the doctor ordered on this hellish day. Between the kids acting like it’s a full moon, a sprained wrist, ankle and broken toe, this is definitely what I needed!

And it’s low carb!

Here’s the recipe I got off the side of my shaker:

1 1/2 ozs tequila

1/2 oz. Triple sec

1 oz lime juice

Crushed ice

Add, shake and pour!

DEE-LISH!

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Mama Needs Her Soccer

What do you do when you have a 6:30pm soccer game (an hour away at rush hour!), and your husband is working late?  Why, you take the kids of course!!  And half the toys in your house, a bag full of snacks and iPads.  And you stop at McDonald’s on the way for Happy Meals.  And you promise them that if they are good while Mommy was on the field, you’d buy them an ice cream treat on the way home.  You do what you gotta do!

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You make them run around before and after the game, as well as at halftime to ensure tiredness.  It also helps if your friends bring their kids too!!  Especially when you are on a nice turf field with no goals, and a half an hour after game time you have to pack up your camp and drive to an unlined field in town that has goals and set back up again.

You get to play your game, get a win, and you have well-behaved children while you are doing so.  So at 9pm, you drive back to the same McDonald’s and order milkshakes and flurry blends.  You don’t care that some ice cream and M&Ms got spilled and dried into your van seat.  You don’t care that there’s Happy Meal garbage everywhere.  You don’t care that the kids stay awake all the way home because they are just being so dang good in the car!  You even say yes when they ask you if they can take their iPads to bed at 10pm because you are just thrilled (and surprised!) that they were so well-behaved for you the entire long evening.   Because you got to play soccer.  Because you didn’t have to worry about them.

Because life has gotten a lot easier in the last couple of years.  Because it’s never going to be easy, but it certainly gets more enjoyable.

Personal Space

Sometimes I just need to have no one touching me or talking to me. Sometimes all the attention just wears me down until I want to run away screaming.

When the kids have ipad time especially, they gravitate to me and insist on showing you all the funny or cool parts. Even just listening to some of these awful YouTube videos is enough to drive you nuts.

So, inevitably, it starts feeling overcrowded on the couch, so I move to the floor and lay down with a pillow. The “aloneness” is heavenly but fleeting. One by one, I become surrounded by animals and kids.

The other day, this happened, and instead of getting annoyed, I smiled. I remembered when our cleaning service was here, a sweet Russian woman with her mom. As they were leaving, her mom spoke to me in Russian. Her daughter translated for me, “you are the richest woman in the world.” She said it isn’t about the material things I may have, but the five beautiful, healthy kids and a husband and all the love in the house.

That was such a moment for me. I wanted to commit to remembering that at my rough times. It really touched my heart.

So while I’m laying on the floor, slowly being surrounded, I thought of what she had said. And I thought, “they just want to be near me. They love me that much, that they just want to be close to me.”

And I smiled, feeling like the richest woman in the world.