I am a routine girl. Everything I do is pretty much planned out and I like to know what will happen before it happens. Unrealistic all the time? I know. I also love doing things and have never been one to just sit on the couch while at home. Since I am like this it should be of no surprise that my boys are routine kids too and are very active. Max takes 3 naps a day and I do my best to always guard his nap time because in return he sleeps like an angel at night. Calvin also still takes a nap and it's a crucial one. Without it, he has perpetual meltdowns.
I know a lot of people think you shouldn't let your kids control every aspect of your life but Nick and I like to look at it this way: 1. we are sacrificing a small amount of time for just a season. 2. it's actually for their own good, they need the discipline in their life just as much as we need a few moments to just breathe. I love my boys and I know how much better we all are when we stay on our little routine. One small price we pay is that we don't go to as many places as a result.
Being a "homebody" can be hard when you go from working 5 days a week and having adult interaction each day to spending most of your days talking to a baby and a toddler. Goo goo ga ga, fire trucks, Paw Patrol, Our Father who art in heaven..., that's our daily tongue. When Calvin was a baby I felt like a lot of my PPD was related to not being able to socialize like I had before. I was fearful of leaving my house even when I knew it would be good for me because in my mind it wasn't worth it for how much added stress it caused me. Calvin's reflux, constant blow outs, colic, and long nursing sessions made any small trip out of the home (like the doctors office..that dreaded place) a huge chore. Those times I did leave the house, it always felt like an extra chore since I spent most my time tending to his needs in environments that have even more obstacles in the way.
Once he hit the one-year mark, things started to look up. He was on two naps a day and I enjoyed watching him observe the world around him in amazement. He was also more manageable. And it was fun to go on mother/son lunch dates once he was on solids and I regained my confidence in leaving home base to do errands and fun adventures together.
Throwing Max into the mix changed our small world yet again. But this time I enjoyed it and honestly, I prefer to be home now. Even though I am a high strung and active person, it is not fair for me to stress my kids out. I know I can be a more joyful mom when I am in my element at home. Since normal after Calvin meant being home, when Max arrived I almost was relieved that I didn't have to leave the house as much. In the beginning I did feel guilty for not taking Calvin out on as many adventures and not being able to explore beautiful San Diego. Now though, I look forward to going about our daily tasks at home and our pretty view of the valley helps me not feel so secluded.
I do my errands at night when the boys are in bed or on the weekends (or when my mom goes to the store on her way home from work, I am truly spoiled). It is not worth it for me to go into the grocery store with two kids and forgetting half of my list. I know many moms do not have a choice and have to take their kid(s) with them to do their shopping, but it's something I just won't do right now. I enjoy shopping alone and its nice to have some me time while getting things done.
Being a homebody used to be something that I dreaded. I hated not having someone to talk to and I felt disconnected from the world. Calvin is almost 3 and he is a talkative one. We have conversations about the most random things and I enjoy spending my day with him and Max. Between doing at-home workouts, having play dates at the house (easy and fun way to have some interaction), going on walks, reading/praying, this blog, social media, and family close by I feel like being a homebody is something I like. With church on Sunday, swim school twice a week on weekdays, and date nights every few weeks I get plenty of time outside of my house besides errands. I know that in two years or so my life will only get busier and these days where I get to wear yoga pants every single day without judgment are ones I'll miss. Once Max is weaned from nursing, I plan on joining the gym again, or finally let my husband talk me into doing CrossFit. But for now I will do my best to keep our home our little sanctuary. And let's face it: there will always be enough laundry and house work to keep us busy, how could we ever get bored at home? :)
Just because I am a home body doesn't mean we don't have a house full of people. If you ever want to get out of the house then come on over and keep me company, I always have coffee on hand.
Do you get lonely at home? Do you invite people over for play dates? Do you do your errands alone or with your kids?