{"id":1118,"date":"2014-07-14T11:42:35","date_gmt":"2014-07-14T17:42:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.mops.org\/2014\/07\/14\/aside-the-hurry-up-were-late-life\/"},"modified":"2014-07-14T11:42:35","modified_gmt":"2014-07-14T17:42:35","slug":"aside-the-hurry-up-were-late-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.themom.co\/fr\/aside-the-hurry-up-were-late-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Setting Aside the \u201cHurry Up, We\u2019re Late\u201d Life"},"content":{"rendered":"

The chaotic life and motherhood go hand in hand. I noticed recently how many times I say \u201churry, we\u2019re late\u201d in any given morning. One time hurry mode was traumatizing enough that it still makes me think twice about uttering that phrase.<\/p>\n

I was running through Target before school pickup, short on time (as usual), and at the last minute, I remembered we were out of toilet paper (not something you want to be out of in house with kids, right?). So, I grabbed the first large package I saw\u2014I was so proud because it had 48 rolls for a dirt cheap price. (I\u2019m always out for the bargain). I checked out and sprinted to the car knowing I could still make it to carpool without being noticeably late\u2014still feeling especially proud of the deal I had landed.<\/p>\n

Upon arriving home, I unpacked kids and groceries and of course, filled the bathrooms with my great find. Within the hour, I visited the bathroom, and much to my surprise the toilet paper felt different than anything I\u2019d ever used before. I determined I\u2019d better dig the wrapping of my super-sized package out of the trash to confirm what I had purchased and there it was, the horrifying words: single ply. (Gross.)<\/p>\n

To be honest, in my rushed state of mind at Target earlier that day, I hadn\u2019t paid attention to what I was really buying. Suddenly I became acutely aware that I had not just bought 6 rolls of this stuff, but 48 rolls! I thought we\u2019d be fine, but within the week each one of my kids was asking why we had tissue paper, sand paper, or typing paper as our toilet paper.<\/p>\n

And, the rolls just kept reappearing! That\u2019s because one stubborn mom refused to throw it away. (It was a bargain!) I looked at donating it to the teenagers in the neighborhood who wanted to decorate their friend\u2019s houses, giving it to a shelter, or any other method of removal from our home, but didn\u2019t feel at peace about it. This whole time I was hearing my mom\u2019s voice in my head telling us we couldn\u2019t waste toilet paper. But as the weeks went on my kids began to prefer using public restrooms because the toilet paper was higher quality (and frankly, I began looking forward to using the TP at work)!<\/p>\n

I\u2019m telling you all of this for one reason and one reason alone\u2014I learned to slow down (and am reminded every time I wipe!). As summer has arrived life in our household slowed down. I have personally set out to enjoy the extra time with my kids and have more fun. (Note to self: fun usually doesn\u2019t involve the words \u201churry up\u201d or \u201cwe\u2019re late.\u201d)<\/p>\n

Hello, Darling, let\u2019s fight the busy life together! Join me this summer in slowing down and embrace having more fun time with your kiddos. Instead of watching them from the sidelines:<\/p>\n