The shortest distance between two points, is a straight line.
We have all heard this at some point, whether or not it was in reference to something important in our lives, or just in highschool geometry class. But, I have found myself thinking a lot about this lately in regards to motherhood.
I consider myself very fortunate that I get four days off every week, due to my work schedule. However, I feel like the majority of my time over the course of those four days is spent trying to cross things off my to do list. Often they are the same things over and over again because some of this stuff, like laundry and dishes, are cyclical and just don’t get done when I am not at home during the three days straight I do work. I don’t think I am obsessive about my need for organization and a generally clean home, but my husband would disagree with that because it does seem like I am always cleaning or doing some sort of chore.
But, here’s the thing. Most of what I do would get done in an hour a day if I actually was able to get an uninterrupted hour in which to focus on what needed to get done. Instead, the reality is that I stop what I am doing just about every 5 minutes to get someone juice, redress someone for the fifth time, help someone get cleaned up in the bathroom, break up some sibling squabble, put a shirt on Barbie, put someone in time out, get someone some cheese, close the refrigerator door that was left open, help someone find something they lost (Dave is included on this one). So, what should take an hour takes FOREVER!
There is no straight line.
I have so far not succeeded in explaining to the little egocentric beings in my house that if they just left me alone and played nicely together for one hour, I could then devote my full attention to them doing something fun and engaging. I do still try to do fun activities with my girls because I really don’t get to see them for three days out of the week, but I am much more exhausted by the time I get to it.
It is what it is though… this is parenting. Most of us spend most of our time spinning in circles. I still wouldn’t trade it for the world.