I know many women say they love being a mother and mostly I do too. But other times, it’s really hard. Of course, I never have any regrets about my children, but there are times when I miss two things from my pre-children days: time and peace.
First, time. It’s been two years since I’ve known my kids and many times I still miss having control over my own time. I’m introverted and there was a time when I was heavily dependent on having time where I didn’t have to see or talk to anyone. And I enjoyed deciding when this would happen and how long it would last. I think about this the most when every two minutes my kids are yelling because they need something immediately. They need more juice, or a kleenex, or they can’t find their toy, or I just have to watch how high they can jump. These things are fine individually, but they always seem to happen all at the same time, while I’m also trying to make dinner or talk on the phone.
Second, peace. I’m very quiet and nonconfrontational. I don’t even like to talk loud. Yet, both of my children love to talk and they love to do it as loudly as possible. One of our house rules is, “use inside voices,” yet this is one of the hardest for them to follow. Our house went from being peaceful and quiet before the kids, to constantly loud and chaotic after they moved in. Sometimes I miss feeling like there is solace in my own home. Like I said, I wouldn’t wish my kids away, I just wish they could appreciate occasional quiet as much as I do.
Many parents dread the “empty nest” years, but even though it’ll be sad for me, I think they’ll have their own enjoyable moments.