A Quiet House

I sat in a quiet house today. The Russians took the kids to the park. All four of them! Yev went to the gym, and I miraculously had some alone time! 

And it was uncomfortable 😳.

I used to dream of these days. A break from the chaos where I could keep my house clean for a full 30 minute period. But I find that when my house is empty, I feel empty too. 

I need an adjustment period before I can enjoy the peace and quiet because silence causes me anxiety now. Silence means no one needs me. Silence means I’m alone. 

Crazy right?

But after I’ve adjusted, I flourish in the quiet. I complete tasks left permanently unfinished. I meet needs of mine regularly ignored. I get to go back to being a woman, instead of simply a mom. 

I cherish these moments, even if they are initially uncomfortable. They are absolutely essential to anchoring me back to myself, so I am not overtaken by the storm. 

We are women first and mothers second, and we are better mothers when we are better women. Take time for yourself. Refill your cup, even if it’s uncomfortable. Your family will always need you, but sometimes you need yourself more.

Published by Jacqueline Pinchuk

♡ Enjoying life, one story at a time ♡ Wife to a gentle giant. Mama of four. Storyteller by trade ♡ Follow my blog to be a part of the adventure!

2 thoughts on “A Quiet House

  1. I took myself on a lunch date today. It’s the first time ever that I was alone but not lonely. Coming home I felt unbalanced. It took a bit to re-regulate but I’m thankful for the time.

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