I live in this house and I feel like I never leave. I send the kids outside to get sun but don't have a minute to sit out and read or watch them. My weeds are up to my knees since I don't even go out to pull them - there is too much too be done inside. I don't go to stores or buy clothes for myself. The grocery run is an hour chore that is done only once in 2 weeks. I don't scrapbook or read books to relax. I don't meet up with a friend (and only a friend) for coffee and a chat.
I just cook and wash dishes and wipe faces and bums. I clean and fold laundry and pack and organize things. I find everything that is missing. I keep a million lists and details in my head so that the family continues to run. I read school books and websites about school books. The clutter is so very constant. I don't sleep in - ever. I don't 'vacation' since I am in charge of everything but directions and booking the sleeping location. I don't play the piano anymore.
I want a break and I want to see the sunshine. I would like a back rub. It would be nice to be camping and sitting by the fire with a book. But then - I would have to keep everyone fed and cleaned and healthy and have to tend to the house when I got back anyway.
I am not a Proverbs 31 woman.
I DO like this job. But some days I just don't. Everyone has a 'woe is me' moment or two. Thankfully, I believe in Jesus Christ who has promised me many good things. Tomorrow will be a new day and I will be happy to be washing a pot while my 2yo plays with the bubbles, the other 2 help with the utensils, and my baby babbles.....