I’m a big advocate for routine and organisation. They are hugely important to me in my role as a mum of four children, and is something that my children appreciate too, and yet this morning we basically just rolled with the punches.
Instead of getting up early to organise myself I stayed in bed for another hour, because we weren’t moving around the house, the kids slept longer than normal as well. Breakfast didn’t happen on time, activities and practices weren’t ticked off the list, but we still muddled through, and lunchboxes got made, and rooms got tidied … even the chooks got fed. We were later getting kids out the door to school as well … but it was ok.
Because we are normally such an organised household, there is no harm in having a day off, without guilt, without stress. Nobody got angry, and obviously we all needed a little extra time in bed this morning. the kids were still at school before the bell, although hubby is a bit later to work than he likes, since he’s his own boss, that doesn’t have to stress us out either … he can work a little later tonight.
The reason I am bringing all this up, is that it is ok sometimes to throw out the routine, throw out the organisation, and the structure. It is ok to change and alter the individual little bits without feeling like you are failing. Any organisation has to actually work functionally for your family, but we shouldn’t be a slave to it. Today is Friday, I feel absolutely fine that today went slightly different from normal, I’m pleased that as I look around the house, actually everything still got done, it was just a little messier this morning, but that’s ok too.
I’m going to give myself permission to relax, chill, and take the day a bit slower myself.