I realized on Monday that I’m taking the Stay-at-Home part of being a stay at home mom a little too literally. As in I almost never want to leave the house with both kids because I’m almost never presentable and attempting to do so requires me to put on a bra.
But the truth is that kind of blows.
Kids need sunshine and fresh air. I need to force myself to put on real clothes.
Joshua woke up whiny and very, very three this morning. I knew we needed to get out of the house and do something if there was any hope of him taking a nap today, so I decided we’d go to the mall. Emma needs some new pajamas, there’s a play area for Joshua, and a Pottery Barn Kids for me. Win-win, right?
In the back of my mind, I knew that the mall was a very bad idea given his three-ness that morning. I would wear Emma and he would probably lay down in the middle of the mall floor to throw a fit and I’d be THAT MOM with the kid throwing a tantrum and oh my god why can’t she just control her kid. It probably would’ve ended in more tears than just his. In fact, I can all but guarantee it would have.
But off we went anyway. Because I’m stubborn. And nothing if not a little self-loathing.
Joshua, who has no idea what “the mall” really is, was quite clear that we WERE NOT going there. No way, no how. He wanted to go “to another house.”
“But whose house, Joshua?”
“We needa go to another house.”
“What house, Joshua?”
“TO. ANOTHER. HOUSE.”
So not helpful. Also quite frustrating.
So with my sites set on the mall and my car pointed in that direction, I kept driving. And he kept whining that we weren’t going to the mall. So much whining, in fact, that I looked around and realized I was going the wrong way.
Joshua stopped yammering about “another house” for about four seconds and I realized where we were. And a little bit of peace washed over my heart.
There it was.
The really awesome playground.
I pulled into the parking lot and off we went, the three of us. On a grand adventure of rope-ladder climbing, tunnel slides, tire swings, and acorn hunting.
My wrong turn ended up being the right one after all.