We've Given Up the Easy Life for the Good Life

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

If You Give a Mom a Minute...

If you give a mom a minute, she might decide that today is the day to get on the treadmill while she reads her scriptures.
Being on the treadmill will attract her two year old to the area. He decides to get the box of Leap Pads out. This will remind the mom that the reason the Leap Pads are in the box is that he has nearly broken them in the past. She knows he will need some help.

She gets off the treadmill to help him with his leap pad. Then she goes up to eat breakfast.

When she goes to fix her oatmeal, she will realize that there are no nuts chopped. She opens the new bags of nuts she bought yesterday and puts them in containers. Then she chops some pecans. While she is chopping pecans, she remembers that she was going to change her sheets and put her spring bedspread on.

She goes to her room and begins stripping the bed. She finds the proper sheets and bedspread. When she goes to put her clean pillowcase on, she discovers that her down pillow has burst inside its pillowcase and will need to be mended.

She goes downstairs to mend her pillowcase. While she is down there she pauses several times to help the kids with the Leap Pads. When she is finished with the pillowcase, she sees the big mess of feathers that did not make it back into the pillow. It will need to be vacuumed.

She gets the vacuum and remembers that she just bought a new belt for it.

She takes the vacuum apart and with much difficulty puts the new belt on.
Before she gets the vacuum completely put together, the baby starts crying.

She washes the black from her hands and puts the baby to sleep.

While she is laying the baby in her room, she notices that the bed is still not made.

On her way back to get her pillow, she realizes that it is 10:30 and she hasn't eaten breakfast.

She goes to make her dish of oatmeal and realizes that she didn't finish chopping the nuts.

She finishes the pecans, chops the walnuts, skips the almonds cause they are downstairs, warms up her cold lumpy oatmeal and puts the sugar and nuts and flaxseed on her oatmeal.

Her toddler climbs up to the counter and she realizes he hasn't had a diaper change. She takes him to the bathroom and changes his diaper. On her way out of the bathroom, she steps over a Leap Pad.

She pours her milk on her oatmeal and sits down at the table next to a laundry basket full of unfolded diapers. The Ensign is still there, open to the half-finished article from yesterday.

She eats her oatmeal and reads her Ensign.

On her way downstairs to write in her blog, she notices the vacuum on the floor still taken apart, the pile of feathers on the floor, and her daughter asks for help with her math.

What will the mother do next?
Help the daughter with math?
Put the vacuum back together and clean up the feathers?
Make her bed?
Put the new bag of almonds in its container?
Clean up the Leap Pad that is still in the bathroom?
Fold the diapers?
Go get the baby who is already fussing after a very short nap?
Will a shower and fresh clothes be in her future?

Now I know why those Laura Numeroff Children's books have always driven me crazy.

They are way too close to my real life!


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4 comments:

  1. so well written. you should write books. i hope your day is sunshiny yellow. remember dr. george's class? ok, just had to throw that in for a smile.

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  2. Fantastic post! My question is WHAT DID THE MOM DO? Did it involve tears? The Mom of my story would. The Mom would venture to the freezer and scoop herself a nice big bowl of frozen therapy to soothe her frazzled nerves and help her cope with the fact that she is apparently destined to be a weeble wobble that cannot get half of what she needs done in a day. She would console herself that in all of the steppings over, the mental checklists and stair climbing that she had done, she hadn't freaked out on anybody enough to scar them for life.

    She'd also remind herself of the fact that there is a season for everything and right now, it is the season for squishy Mommy hugs, tear wipings, scattered messes, identity crisis and bowls of icecream.

    I love those books, by the way. Adore them all. Even your Mom version. Thanks for the giggles tonight.

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  3. The mom helped her daughter with math.
    The mom put the vacuum back together, noticed something wasn't right when she was vacuuming the feathers. Took the vacuum apart again and found that a nail had been vacuumed up and shot through the fan housing. She hammered and pulled and tugged and got the nail out and put the vacuum back together. She folded the diapers (And put them away woo hoo). She cleaned up the Leap Pads. She spent lots of time with the fussy baby.
    Nope for the bed, shower, and clothes.

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  4. OH, Sarah! This was so good. Just what I needed to hear, to laugh at what us mothers have to go through. I hope you don't mind I added a link to here from my blog about the if you give a mouse a cookie book. Perfect timing!
    Mindy

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