This brief respite generally comes at the beginning of nap time, just after coaxing my little ones into needed slumber and just before leaving a permanent red mark on my forehead from repeatedly slapping it exasperation.
It involves changing the ever playing Pandora to a station appropriate for my mood (today, John Coltrane; yesterday, Gipsy Kings), pouring a glass of chai with coconut milk into my favorite cup (Bilbo Baggins pint glass from the Green Dragon Pub in Alexandria, VA) and putting a treat of some sort on an actual plate with actual silverware and using an actual cloth napkin.
Sometimes the refinement of my place setting is an amusing contrast to the clothes I realize I’ve been wearing for two+ days, but no matter.
I find a cozy corner, maybe light a candle, pull out a book or magazine or encouraging blog (today, the original Peter Pan by John Barrie–which, by the way, is hilarious), sip my chai, exhale, and enjoy a bit of quietude.
While I wish this happened every day, it doesn’t. The babies fight naps, the laundry erupts, or there’s just one too many tasks to accomplish.
But, I do know that if I can carve out even a few minutes of mommy time, everyone is happier for it.
The trick, I think, is to be intentional about carving out this time without feeling entitled to it. Because a sense of entitlement, I’ve found, leads to a whole host of ickiness when I don’t get whatever it is I think I’m owed. And, truly, what am I entitled to anyway?
So, I’m raising my Bilbo Baggins glass to quiet moments that refresh the soul. And enjoyment sans entitlement.
What simple pleasures do you enjoy?