Now you may or may not know my husband and I work opposit shifts. I work days, he works nights which means there's always one of us home with our kids, it's a great system that has worked for our family since we had our oldest. It also means that a lot of the nighttime activities fall onto me. Which most nights I am fine with. Then there are nights like tonight. So after working all day and rushing to get home to relieve our babysitter I packed up 3 kids and headed off to soccer practice in 45 degree weather. I remembered the snacks, I made myself a hot chocolate, and even packed some toys for the kids, and I was only running 5 minutes behind schedule. As soon as we pulled up to the soccer fields I let our middle son out ( the one who plays soccer), gathered my bags and folding chair and headed towards the field. Not a minute after I unfolded my chair my oldest and youngest began fighting over who was going to sit in my chair! Our youngest won the battle; However immediately after trying to sit in the chair he fell over on top of the chair and gave himself a nice scrape on his face in the now 40 degree weather! Not a great combination. You guessed it tears galore!! For atleast a good 10 minutes too. Now , normally his would have been fine but because of how absolutely cold it was the other parents around me hadn't brought their other children. So here I am bundled up feeling like a snowman (barely able to move, snot dripping from my nose) and trying to soothe an overly tired 2 year old! Not fun! Eventually he stopped when older brother offered to play with him and the wrestling figures they brought with them! Excellent, I could finally sit in my chair, drink my hot chocolate and watch my middle during his practice! I would actually be able to wave back at him when he looked over at me and waved excitedly. Boy was I wrong! Things pretty much went downhill from there. There were moments of dirt being thrown, dirt being eaten because someone wanted to taste the rocks, and complete and utter breakdowns...by all of us. Practice could not end soon enough tonight, and I could not have gotten three kids into the car faster. In fact, I enforced the "quiet rule" on the ride home. Sometimes Asa. Mom you've got to do what you've got to do. I was very thankful for our local pizza place tonight who cooked our favorite and had it ready for pickup: a large cheese pizza.
Some days are top notch and then there are nights like tonight. Nights where I'm given the remind: I can't control it all. Nights I hope I look back on when our house is empty, clean for more than 15 minutes at a time, and our children are raising their own families, and can laugh about these times that seemed so stressful to me! I still wouldn't trade any of this life for anything in this world, but tonight was definitely rough.