With four hours of babysitting time at my disposal, I did the following:
- Dropped June off at co-op
- Did a workout
- Took a shower
- Bought takeout lunch and ate it outside in the sunshine
- Read a book while lying in the grass in the middle of Logan Boulevard
- Picked June up from co-op
- It is amazing what a little sunlight and fresh air can do for one's soul.
- Chores and bills that are already overdue can wait one more day.
- I am so
spoiledlucky to be able to ever spend four hours like this and am immeasurably grateful for it.
- This morning was not at all representative of what an average day is like for the average stay at home mom, but it is representative of the moments when I pause and thank God that I am not currently employed. I do not know how I would have juggled work with family obligations this spring, so I am glad to be "on hiatus."
- It is amazing how an activity like leisure reading outside, which would have been a treat in my twenties but nothing worth writing about, now that I have three children feels like such an indulgence that I must fight the urge to feel guilty about it. I don't know if that's a good thing, because I'm appreciating and getting intense pleasure out of things that previously seemed ordinary, or a bad thing because it is a sign of both limited free time and the pervasiveness of the guilt of motherhood? No matter, because I enjoyed the hell out of it.
The book I'm reading is Simplicity Parenting by Kim John Payne, and as I wandered away from my responsibilities to read it, I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought that surely I've already mastered this philosophy by simply outsourcing the parenting to a sitter! Alas, this was not the author's point, nor would it be a good long term solution, but it did the trick today.