This blog is dedicated to all the overly stressed out moms out there in cyberland, who have had those moments of “peace and tranquility”, however few and far between they may have been.

Yesterday I had a doctor’s appointment, and my mother-in-law watched my three-year-old son.   The night before she told me to pack him some clothes because she might want to keep him till Friday.  So, I dropped my seven-year-old daughter off at school and took him to his grandma’s house  (By the way, he was so excited to go there; that’s all he talked about on Monday!), and got kisses and hugs to last me for the next three days.  Before I went to my appointment, I went to the gym and worked out…this time with no one screaming or rolling the stroller all over the gym, like my son does…everytime, even though there is a T.V. and he gets to watch cartoons.  Afterwards, I got home and called my husband, who is away for training.  As I was talking to him, I realized that there was no one saying “I want this!” or “I want that!” or “I want to watch a movie” or throwing a temper tantrum when he doesn’t get his way.  I remember saying to my husband, “The house is quiet, and it’s so nice!”

So, I went through my day…I ate lunch in peace, I got to take a nap before picking up my daughter from school, and had no one nagging me to do “this” or “that.”  I felt so at peace!   I even got to watch a movie late last night, because there was no one “still up and refusing to go to sleep!”  Something of which, I hadn’t been able to do much.  Today, I got to go shopping at the mall, without having to lug the stupid stroller in, and also not having someone pull at all the clothes or jewelry or knick knacks worrying about which one’s I was gonna end up having to purchase!!!

Now, don’t get me wrong…I love my son, and I love being around him (just wish he wasn’t so ornry!), but, come on, we mom’s deserve to have a break every-once-in-awhile.  I’m not saying every night or every week, but occasionally.  And, just because we need a break, it doesn’t mean that we don’t love our kids or don’t want to be around them, it just means that we need to regroup, to re-energize (if that’s a word)!  We need to be rescued once in a blue moon, so that we won’t overload our sanity “circuits” and just go off on our children, or husband, for that matter!!!  I’ve been told to use working out as my “avenue” back to sanity, but that only helps so much.  Besides, when I work out, my son has to be with me, and I find myself even more stressed out by the time I’m finished, because of all the yelling I’ve done to get him to quit misbehaving!!!   So, the only thing working out did for me was help my weight, not my mentality!

So, when it comes to those “peaceful and tranquil” moments (or days), I really relish them, and do so without feeling guilty, because, bottom line…I know I love my son, and I’m grateful that Heavenly Father has allowed him to be in my life, and that I was chosen to be his mom, to be able to teach him all the things he needs to know so that when older he may lead a good, Christian life.