Finding time for me…

I want to know how other moms do it. I can’t seem to find time for me anymore.

I use to get my hair highlighted a couple times a year, enjoying my time at the salon getting it cut, styled and pampered. Now it is a mad dash just to get it cut. I rush in say wash and cut, please. Then it is a mad dash back home. Half the time I don’t even get it dried.

My current hair style, wash and go… I think my curling iron gets really excited when I pull it out from the bottom of the drawer and blow the dust off of it.

My girlfriend and I use to get together and go for manicures and pedicures. Now I just don’t want to spend the money and last time I told her no I didn’t want to go. What is wrong with me? Seriously, I said no to an afternoon of pampering to stay at home with the kids and my husband. Have I lost my mind?

I really miss the days when a group of us girls would get together and go for massages. A local radio station use to run these specials where you could buy a $50 gift certificate for $25. Massage companies were always running deals with the radio station. So we would all buy a certificate and go as a group, have a message and lunch. It was wonderful.

My body is tingling all over, just thinking about a good massage.

My husband use to also give me nice massages but it just isn’t the same. Sorry honey but you have gotten lazy over the years. They have turned into a one handed back rub for 5 minutes ending with “can I be done now”. Obviously it is a chore to him so I don’t ask anymore.

Oh how I miss those young love days when a massage was something wonderful and exciting between a couple. Two kids and ten years of marriage later, and this is what you get. LOL…

So tell me, what do you do for your “me” time and how do you find the time?

I obviously need some help or advice in this area because just reading over what I just wrote makes me look like one really pathetic person.

One Ratty Old Pair of Shoes

Yesterday I read a post on one of my favorite mom blogs to read. She had me in stitches and asked a question about cloths. I won’t give you much detail; you will just need to go read her post (http://mysouthernhippiemarriedmomoffourlife.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-you-wear-around-house.html) for the whole story.
Anyway, I responded to her post and mentioned my shoes. I have these ratty old slip on sketcher shoes that I wear all the time. It is really very sad how often I wear these shoes. I love them and they are so clunky and ugly. I am on my second pair and the only reason I have that second pair is because my friend bought them for my birthday.
We had gone shopping and I had tried on a new pair because mine were worn out and just nasty. They felt so nice but I wasn’t going to spend the money on them because they cost more than what I had bought the first pair for. You have to know me, I am very cheap and I don’t buy anything unless I am getting a deal. My friend is the exact opposite and will buy anything when she wants it. Of course she doesn’t have kids and can afford to splurge on herself. I had irritated her because I wouldn’t buy them so she bought them for me for my birthday about a month later. It was pretty funny!
Well now my second pair is worn out and don’t look so good. I have lots of really nice high heal dress shoes in my closet that I never wear anymore and I admire all the cute shoes the girls in the office wear but I just can’t do it.
I am a human pack mule everyday and if I were wearing heals I would be flat on my A@# in two seconds. Yes, I did say human pack mule. Every morning when I leave the house I have baby on one hip, purse and diaper bag on the other shoulder, lunch sack in hand, and what ever my 5 year old can’t seem to carry but must take with him at that time.
I often end up in my tennis shoes because they are comfortable and I forget to change them. It is really sad when I show up at the office with my nice black dress pants and I am wearing my dirty old tennis shoes. I really don’t care what anyone else thinks. I have managed to buy a few flat dress shoes that are comfortable and look better than my tennis shoes.
I would still much rather have my tennis shoes on and I tend to wear them into work at least once or twice a week. This time of year it doesn’t look as bad because I wear a lot of casual capri’s. Winter is right around the corner so I won’t be so fashionable once my capri’s are put away.
So tell me, do you have a ratty old pair of shoes that you just can’t part with and wear all the time? Or am I alone in my sad obsession with my clunky old sketchers?

First week of kindergarten, continued….

Today was the second day of kindergarten and today was much more like the first day that I originally expected.
The tears started at 6:30 this morning and it went on and on. I had to be the tough mom and I just wanted to cry with him.
All the drama was over riding the bus. He didn’t want to go to his daycare and ride the bus to school. I really didn’t want him doing it either but I couldn’t let him know that. I kept telling him the bus will be really fun.
I was all worried about the bus ride because they drop them off in front of the school about 5 minutes before school starts and they wait outside until the bell rings and then they go inside. I am so worried about him. Will he know what is going on when the bell rings, will he go to his class room like he is supposed to, will he breakdown and start crying and no one is around to help him…. So many things and I am scared to death. I know he will be fine and he will figure it all out. I am just so worried.
When we got to the daycare this morning I asked if we could find him a buddy to ride with and help him this morning on the bus. He is the only kindergartener riding the bus to his elementary so I had to find him an older school age child to help him. We found a very sweet girl who said she would help him get to ware he needed to go.
I can’t wait to find out how it all went this afternoon. I just hope it all went smoothly for him or we will be dealing with this drama every day this week. As I said yesterday, I don’t know how moms do this. I think I have cried all day and every time I talk about it my eyes fill up with tears. I just hated doing this to him today. He is my baby and I don’t want him to be so afraid.

Sniff, sniff….today was the first day of kindergarten

I don’t know how moms do this each year but this has been one really stressful day.
This is my first child, my baby and he is now old enough to go to school. This freaks me out that one, he is old enough, where did the time go and two, school… I am not ready for school.
The day started off really great. Luke got up easy, eat a good breakfast (not his usual pop-tart as we run out the door) and we got dressed in the appropriate color for color day. He was really excited and then all of a sudden he decided he wasn’t going. I had to change his mind and convince him it was going to be really fun. That is not an easy task once he makes up his mind. Now it is time to go out the door. I had to take a picture because my mom has a picture of my brother and me on the first day of school until we got to old and stubborn to take our picture anymore. Plus this is a moment I don’t ever want to forget.
We arrive at the school and my son had a friend waiting. They are both really excited. I chat with the boys mom until it time to go in. They wait outside until the bell rings to go in. Parents are not allowed in the building so we passed our children off to a teacher standing at the door and asked her to get them to their room safely. I was so proud of him. I didn’t cry like a baby and neither did he. He went down the hall like it was no big deal.
It is time to pick him up and I can’t wait to here all about his first day of school. We are standing outside waiting for them and out they come in their little line. The teacher will not let them out of line until she sees a parent or someone they are supposed to go with. He comes over all excited and is wearing a yellow bus tag with our address. The other little boy is also wearing one but it is labeled with the daycare that both our boys go to. My son is supposed to ride on the daycare bus each day and then I pick him up their after work. The teacher has this information and for some reason they have tagged him to ride the big yellow bus. I am freaking out because if I had not been their today to pick him up they would have put him on the bus back to my house. No one is home and this would have been devastating to my son. I grabbed his teacher and pointed out the mistake and said please do not send my child on the wrong bus. She said she would fix it for tomorrow.
Now I don’t want to go to work tomorrow and let him ride the bus. I want to be there to pick him up so there are no mistakes. I am sending a note with him tomorrow for the teacher with a reminder and I have told him do not let them put you on the big yellow bus. I just hope they listen to that. Ahhh… the stress. It is a good thing none of this is bothering my son.
The worst part of today was the fact that all these mistakes have me more focused on the problems and I just couldn't enjoy my sons first day like I was supposed too. Don't get me wrong it was still a great moment in Luke's life and I loved it.
Should I not worry so much about my little kindergartner because he is going to figure it all out and be ok? Has anyone else had such a stressful first day of school experience?