Be careful what you wish for

It had been one of those days and it wasn't even half over. I had house to clean, kids fighting, and 2 little ones wanting my attention. I needed to go to the store but the baby was actually asleep on my oldest daughter, so after some thought I decided to sneak out with just the 3yr old. The baby always goes with me because she is a momma's girl and cries for everyone else. I knew I just needed a cpl things so I did it, I left.
On my way to the grocery store  I was reflecting on my typical busy hectic morning(I don't encourage reflecting while driving). I caught myself day dreaming(again not recommended while driving) about what things would be like in a couple years. You know, how easy life would be when Maria could drive to the store to get milk and Zoey and Lilly would be old enough to entertain themselves. Lilly would no longer be nursing so she wouldn't need me 24/7. Connor and Becky would be old enough to be lost in their own worlds instead of fighting over whose turn it is to pull who on the wood floors sock footed. When homeschooling would be easier because the younger ones would be sitting and doing work as well and someone else could make lunch so I could continue with another child, etc. etc etc..
Then I heard a little voice that snapped me back to reality,
Zoey~ "mom, I see you"
Me~ "I see you too"
Zoey~ "You're my best friend mom"
Me~ "swallow, deep breath..."you're my best friend too Zoe, I love you"

Why on earth would I want even one day to pass faster than it has to? Sure Maria could drive to the store for me, but then she will also want to drive other places and be even closer to being out in the real world. She'll be an official teenager this year and that's growing up too fast already. I should be grateful that Connor and Becky are even talking to each other, soon enough will come the day when they are more wrapped up in their friends to play with each other. Lilly is my last baby, the long nights and tied down days won't last  long. She's almost 8 months and is already learning that there is a world outside of me, even though she's not quite ready to explore it, she soon will be. I will have to bribe her to come snuggle and as for nursing, the time will come when she no longer physically "needs" me. And then...then there is Zoey I look at this amazing beautiful little girl and think, why, why would I ever want to rush time....I'm still her best friend.
Don't get me wrong, there will still be days that  I daydream, but I'm sure one of my amazing children will snap me back to reality(hopefully before I wreck my car).
So take a deep breath mommas, our jobs are hard but one day we will miss the hectic crazy days.
Now I'm off to make my best friend mad because she is STILL awake and dancing on the bed :)

Sshhh...dare I say it's quiet

SShhhh.....it's really quiet here. I can't believe I just said that, now the noise fairies will probably curse me with screaming kids, barking dogs, thunder and car alarms. Funny, seriously I just heard thunder...I knew I shouldn't have said it :) Whew it's been one of those days. I truly feel blessed for each and every one of my children but I tell ya, some days....well that's it, just some days.
Lilly is teething. Poor baby's gums hurt so bad. She doesn't cry and scream but she has taken to making this weird noise. I can't quite explain it, it's just a constant whining growling kinda noise. She buries her face in to me and makes the noise till she falls asleep. I think she just wants me to know she is in pain and I am getting the message LOUD and clear. My shirt and hers are constantly soaked with the never ending slobber coming from her mouth and obviously putting her down makes the pain a zillion times worse.
Zoey, well Zoey is 2, what more can I say? She doesn't quite grasp the concept of being quiet so the baby can sleep. She does try, but quickly forgets, as in a second later she's singing and yelling at the dog for eating her candy.
Noise....my house is noise. Now don't get me wrong I think I really do love the noise. I grew up with 7 sisters so I'm used to the noise. I love watching my kids act silly and sing off key. There are some days though, that the noise just kinda gets to you. You know the days when you actually take a deep breath and there is the sound of the tv, grass cutting outside, cars driving by, computer keys being tapped, a baby babbling, a toddler playing, a 7yr old singing her heart out, a 9 yr old bored (so of course I must be told that numerous times) and a 12 yr old......nope, she's the quiet one. Those days you think your ears just may be bleeding. Yeah, it's been one of those days.
So, now here I sit at 1:00am and the house is quiet. Seriously the only noise I hear is the ice maker and the tapping of my fingers on the keyboard. I know I should go to bed but sometimes you just want to enjoy the quiet for a little while even if it means sacrificing your own precious sleep.
I'm curious as to where others find their quiet time. I just can't seem to find it till it's past the time I should be sleeping. This is my time, my time to re-energize, my time to just breathe.
I am really bad about taking me time even when it's given to me. My dear husband will take all the kids to the store, etc and I get so excited. Woohoo quiet time for momma, but guess what, I'm lost. I'm lost when it's too quiet. Deep down past my bleeding ear drums and my pounding head is this unfathomable love of the noise. I guess the noise tells me my kids are alive and healthy. The noise tells me they are creative and opinionated (that's a nice way to put it, right?). The noise means family to me. I grew up with it, I live with it now and I dread the day that I will wish for the noise again.
Goodnight all. I'm off to cuddle in bed with my 2 youngest...who by the way snore LOUDLY, and I will enjoy every second.