Sunday's are God's gifts to moms as a "day of rest"

I don't have a "real" job - at least not one outside of the home.  So I'm sure many working moms would assume my life is fairly slow-paced.  But my goodness, I feel like my life is anything but slow.  This week I drove kids to and from 2 different schools, to 2 dance classes, 2 soccer practices, 1 soccer game, 3 volleyball practices, to choir, to piano, to the orthodontist twice, to Scouts and to Activity Days.  I also fed the missionaries on Monday, visit-taught a couple awesome girls, planned out 3 months worth of activities with the Miamaids, collected and printed out 100 of the best quotes I could find for my cute YW (since there were 100 days left in the year), planned and carried out Lindsey's birthday party, spent countless hours planning Ryan's big party, and taught preschool at my house to 5 adorable 4-year-olds on Tuesday and Thursday.  Although I believe I should always be "anxiously engaged" in good activities, this week did me in.  By Saturday, I had a massive headache and spent most of the day on the couch (after an early morning volleyball practice and watching Lindsey play in her soccer game).  I actually watched 3 movies!  2 of them were rented from Redbox 11 days ago, and I hadn't had any time to sit and watch them since then.  I didn't attend the Relief Society Broadcast on Saturday night, because my body was just refusing to get off the couch, so I plan to watch it online.

Lindsey's teacher is very nice, but is brand-new to the teaching world.  She just graduated from college in May and was married in June, so she has no children.  I'm trying to be patient when she calls me EVERY DANG WEEK for some "issue" she wants to tell me about.

Exhibit A:

Mrs. Oldham:  Hi Mrs. Ellefsen, I want to make you aware that Lindsey came to my desk today at 10:30 and said she is hungry and that you didn't feed her breakfast.  She actually seems hungry a lot at that time of day.

Me:  She said I didn't FEED her breakfast?  I make breakfast for her every morning, but she refuses to eat it because she says she isn't hungry yet.  I'm sure she IS hungry by 10:30, but let me assure you that I DO offer her breakfast every morning!

Exhibit B:

Mrs. Oldham:  Mrs. Ellefsen?  Lindsey wore sandals to school today and we have P.E. in an hour.

Me:  Oh, well she knows what days she has P.E., so she must have just forgotten to take her tennis shoes.

Mrs. Oldham:  Well, could you please bring them to the school?

Me:  Uhhh . . .no?  I'm shopping in Liberty, and won't be able to make it back in time. 

Mrs. Oldham:  Oh, well I just knew you were a stay-at-home mom, so I thought you would be able to.  I just worry that Lindsey will get hurt if she tries to run around in her sandals.

Me:  I guess that will help her remember to take her tennis shoes in the future, right?

Exhibit C:

Mrs. Oldham:  Hi, I just wanted to let you know that Lindsey didn't have a jacket today and she was kind of cold on the playground.

Me:  Oh, OK.  I will remind her to bring a jacket tomorrow.  But some days she just doesn't want to take one, and I don't force her.  I figure if she's cold enough, she will take one.

Exhibit D:

Mrs. Oldham:  Mrs. Ellefsen?  I want to make you aware of an incident that occurred today.  I told the class to quiet down and listen, but Lindsey and Carly kept giggling and I had to warn them to quiet down.

Me:   . . . .OK, so did she quiet down after that?

Mrs. Oldham:  Yes, she did.  But I just wanted you to know.

Me:  . . . . Um, OK.  I will talk to her about it when she gets home. 

GOOD GRIEF!  Is this teacher going to start calling me every time Lindsey doesn't eat all her vegetables in the cafeteria?  Has she ever been around children before?  I'm thinking she needs to take a Love and Logic class, so she stops thinking I'm the worst mom ever because I won't drop everything and take Lindsey's shoes to school.  She seems to mention me being a stay-at-home-mom an awful lot.  Does she think I spend my days washing windows and waiting for the phone to ring so I can run out and solve every problem my kids encounter?  I sound pretty negative right now, and I don't mean to.  It's honestly making me laugh that this lady keeps calling!  I just can't wait until she's been teaching for 20 years and has raised a couple kids.  She will think back to that first year of teaching and be humiliated at the things that concerned her.

Well, after a relaxing Sunday, I'm ready to tackle another week!  I really am so glad my kids are involved in activities that make them happy and showcase their talents.  And I have to admit that teaching preschool was just as fun as I imagined!