Mondays always bring a mix of feelings for me. I'm usually excited to start fresh on the week and my house and try to make it a perfect start for all of us. I usually end the day disappointed because I never get all of my "to-do" things on my list accomplished.
This Monday began no differently. I had TONS to do today. Besides the normal clean-up and laundry, I had to catch up on all I didn't do last week while I enjoyed my company. Not to mention all of the new toys that invaded our house since Zan-Zan's birthday party.
But my body had something else in mind. I felt terrible. I was in so much pain that I thought I may have to call 911 at one point (yes, my endometriosis seems to be flaring up again......this quickly after the surgery....and yes, Mom, I will call the doctor tomorrow). Because I felt so bad I physically couldn't do all of my chores and watched my kids play most of the day instead.
Besides the pain, this Monday was so much better. My kids usually make me crazy on Mondays. I used to think it was because they missed their dad and the excitement of the weekend. Now I'm thinking maybe they miss me too. I'm usually so absorbed with fixing the perfect start to the week that they spend most of the day playing with themselves ( which means following me around and getting into everything).
Zander was the sweetest little boy today. I so enjoyed him. And Kaya was the silliest, funniest little girl. I loved watching them on this Monday.
Maybe next Monday I should make sure I put plenty of kid-watching on my to-do list. I can always finish laundry and vaccuuming on Tuesdays.