Let’s face it, Monday’s tend to be a little rough. No matter how positive or ambitious my goals for the upcoming week are, Monday morning 6am, somehow always manages to sneak up on me with a vengeance. It’s a sick joke I have yet to learn to laugh at.
Lately, I’ve been getting into adult coloring books. “Stress relieving patterns” it says. Okay, I’m game. I’ll try anything if it helps me center my chi and turn my mom brain off at the end of the day.
It was immediately addicting! Sure, I color with the boys in their coloring books, with their half eaten crayons, but this is different. This is an ADULT coloring book. As in keep your little mitts off my stuff! A concept my boys clearly don’t care about or understand. So naturally I was completely anal about them coloring in it, until Monday night.
I held off as long as I could, but this was a battle I was never going to win. What’s mine is everyone’s.
“Go for it, just pick a good color for me please.”
Purple. I can work with that.
After a couple of minutes of coloring together I found myself starring. Starring at the way he calmly attempted to stay in the lines, then the next minute eccentrically scribble. Starring at the way his double cowlick made his hair bounce every time he’d get a little excited. Starring at the way he’d grit his teeth when he tried to focus. Starring at the way he couldn’t decide which hand he felt more comfortable coloring with. Just starring…
It’s these moments I’ve learned to cherish. It’s moments like this where time stands still and all the troubles from earlier on in the day fade.Finding moments amidst the chaos where things are as they should be. Soaking in the innocence and pure joy on their little faces gives me the extra bit of strength I need to keep doing this mom thing, to be able to conquere another day.
It’s funny (or maybe not so funny) how they have a way of pushing me to the edge. And just when I feel like I’m going to fall, they manage to reel me back in with a sweet kiss or huge bear hug. It’s these moments of sweetness that make it all worth it.
Good riddance Monday and thank you for reminding me to breathe and appreciate the little things.