Lazy Mom Tip #19

For those of you who have children that are in school and yet still have some little darlings at home, you will KISS me for this next lazy mom tip! It is SOOOOO good and quite possibly the smartest thing I have ever. done. For real.

When my boys went off to school, my mom sent them lunch boxes. She didn't want my littlest little darling to miss out, so she also sent her a lunch box as well, even though she was going to be at home with me.

The first night we made lunches in the new lunch boxes for the boys, she whipped her lunch box out and asked for her lunch. For a second I was thinking about telling her, "We don't have to pack you a lunch, blah, blah, blah..." but then I had a stroke of brilliance! Light streamed in through the kitchen window! The veil was lifted! Birds started singing! Okay. I had a good idea.

Why not pack her a lunch, too! So I did! And let me tell you, it was SO awesome! The next day when she informed me she was hungry, I just told her to go to the refrigerator and pull her lunch out and have at it. It was wonderful! No, stopping what I'm doing. No getting my lazy butt up. No trying to figure out what on earth I was going to make her. None of that! It was already done. Brilliant!

So that's what we've been doing ever since. Every school night we pack all THREE of them a lunch. It's fantastic! You MUST try this at your house. When you do, you can totally thank me with gift cards or cash. I take either.

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Do They Make Prozac For Babies?

Today was back-to-the-real-world day for us here at The BallRoom.  The Music Man went back to work and tomorrow The Girl will go back to school.  Things were going well here at The BallRoom until around lunchtime.  That's when my dear, sweet, mellow baby boy decided that life is rough.  I kid you not when I say that unless he was on my hip or boob he was crying-No. Screaming is a better description.  UGH!  I even tried putting him right. next. to. me. on the couch so I could fold laundry and he screamed.  

I'm talking shots-at-the-doctor's-office screamed!!! 

Peel-the-paint-off-the-walls screamed.  

Give-Mommy-a-massive-headache screamed.  

In-a-panic-call-The-Music-Man-and-beg-him-to-come-home-RIGHT. NOW. screamed.

He did this all. after. noon.  I kept trying to get things done.  You know, simple things, like fold laundry, make a dentist appointment, defrost meat for dinner, unload the dishwasher.  I couldn't do anything!

Nothing.

Nada.

Zilch.

By 330 I was scouring my kitchen for a VERY stiff drink and prescription meds.  It was all I could do not to run away.  All I found was some semi-flat Coke and regular strength Tylenol.  

It was then that I gave up. 

I can't do this.  

I'm done.

Forget multi-tasking.

Forget clean undies for The Music Man.

Forget dinner.

Forget going to the bathroom.

And I sat on the couch with my boy.  

Then I heard a whisper.  

Sometimes that's all I want.  

For you to just sit down and spend time with Me.  

Just BE with me.

And in that moment, nothing else mattered to me.  

Not the laundry.

Not dinner.

Not even going to the bathroom.  

Just me, my son, and my Father.  

"Be still and know that I am God."  Psalm 46:10

As moms it's easy for us to get lost in meeting everyone's needs that we forget our own needs.  It's always been my desire as a LazyMom to encourage other LazyMoms that it's ok to let the babies cry or tell the older ones to stay in their room.  If we don't take care of ourselves, we can't take care of anyone else.

:::

Peace out.

LM2

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