Vacation

I assumed that when Hubby was on "vacation" from work, I was on "vacation" from my daily routine. Oooh, how I was looking forward to sleeping in, maybe taking a day trip to the beach, to the zoo, laughing with kids in the backyard, swimming, sitting out in the evening with hubby as we watched the kids play on the grass or draw with chalk on the patio......it was going to be so relaxing, I didn't even have Smiley this past week, she was at home with her Mom and Grandma. We were going to barbecue, rent movies, play rockband or guitar hero.
We recently bought "D" a new bike because his old one was too small. The kids couldn't wait to go on a bike ride! Well, before I use to run 5 miles a day so it was no problem for me to jog while they rode. It's been quite a while since my consistent jogging days (I will say I start up and stop and start and stop, it's the stopping that I need to not do). The weekend before Hubby was to start vacation we decided to go for a bike ride which meant Hubby, Mom Jr., Jr., and D would ride while I ran pushing J in the jogging stroller which was filled with snacks, medical supplies in case of a boo-boo (or a co-co as we call them), and the camera for any great photo moments.
Okay, so we were on our way and I was feeling fine, yes, I could definitely feel the difference in my strength from before but I was okay. We ended up being out for about 2 hours, now by the end I was so ready to come home, I was done hearing J say "where's Daddy?, where's the duckies?, I can't see sissy". Uh, you would think that would make me run faster to get home but the strength wasn't there and all I could think was next time I'm bringing my ipod!!!!
We got home, I'm drenched, J's still asking about his daddy, and it's hot!!!
I did it! Despite the constant blah, blah from J I managed to complete our trip. Of course they all notice Mom sweating!!
As the day went on I could feel the soreness slowly creeping up, Hubby had two days left of work, I had Smiley one more day, the last work day for Hubby I took the kids on a bike ride/run. We went to their school, they played and ran around for a while and then we came back home. I've come to realize with my ipod or not I can still hear J complain. His little voice travels through and in between the ear pods. I considered putting it louder but I really don't like the idea of blowing my ear drums out or being deaf soon. We got home, and once again the discussion between my children was Mom being all sweaty and why that was. Mom Jr. explained that Mom ran the whole time while they rode. I told them I was going to go out and cut the grass that way Daddy wouldn't have to worry about it and could just start relaxing and playing with them when he got home. As I was out there in the hot sun (I must say our weather was in the triple digits) mowing away with sweat dripping and falling in my eyes so I was only having one open at a time I thought one of them will come out and start sweeping up to help me out. Ah, yes and here one came out......my soon to be 3 year old "J". Okay, so I figured well, the other ones did hear me say their stuff was all over and needed to be picked up, the living room (which is and has been a complete room for the children) needed to be cleaned and vacuumed so maybe they were doing that while I was outside. After all they were saying how hot I was when we got home.
I finished the work outside and I was feeling good about what I had done and was assuming they had been working on the inside that I even thought about picking the kids up some lunch (which we never do). I come walking in and where are my kids?? They are sprawled out on two recliners and a chair, air conditioner is on as well as a fan blowing at them while they sit and watch their shows.
Okay, count, count, breathe, breathe.......the morning flashes through my mind them, bikes, playing, me, running, pushing, working outside, them laying around..............
I tell them "get your stuff picked up, and get ready to go to the store". "D" whines "store???". WRONG thing to do!!! I go into Mean Mom Mode.....YES, store, I need to go to the STORE to get items to FEED all of you!!!!
Well, when Mean Mom comes out they get up, and do as told. Just to make sure they knew how disappointed I was I made sure to mention I was going to buy them lunch, now instead they were having p,b, & j.
I still figured with all the work I was getting done just meant more relaxing would be done during our "vacation".

Just a Mom dreaming of our "vacation" that was to begin.......