No two days are ever the same in my life; and I love it that way. In fact I’ve intentionally sought this out my whole life. Just take my former career for example. Event Planner! No two events are the same. No two days were EVER the same.
Now I’m a stay-at-home dad and the same is true. Sometimes the day being at 6AM, some days don’t begin until 9AM. Some days are quiet and some are so loud, I’ve got a headache by noon. Monday, Wednesday and Friday is preschool, and Tuesday and Thursday are doctors and therapist appointments.
So, I always wonder what is a “normal routine” anyway? I’ve seen a lot of social media posts here this week as people have been getting back into their “normal routine” after the holidays. It sounds so nice from the outside... but is it? How can you even live a predictable life with kids at home?
Now with three very unique kids, I never know what I’m gonna get from one day to the next. I find myself so exhausted at the end of the day and I think this is why. Each kid needs something completely different from me and none of them have a normal. As soon as I think I have one of them figured out, they change it up on me.
But isn’t that LIFE?!? So, while I THINK I would love a mundane, boring, uneventful existence - I’m not sure I really would. Sure, I’m more exhausted at the end of the day and sure the stress level is much higher as I can never fully prepare for what’s coming, but that’s how I was wired. That’s who I am. Truth be told, if I settle for a “normal routine”, I’ll never know how amazing my routine could end up being!
And things are going to get a whole lot more interesting in the days, weeks, months and years to come. My journey has only begun. If you’ve been following me at all, you’ll know I just got two diagnosis’s for my twins. That in itself is going to destroy any normality in my life.
In the end I suppose it’s “to each their own” or “what works for one, doesn’t necessarily work for another”. And that’s OK. But for now when I see “normal routine” I look at my kids and mouth “boring” to them. When I see “normal routine” I roll my eyes and whisper “predictable” to my kids. When I see “normal routine” I look at my kids with pride and tell them, “we’re so much more than normal; now let’s go have some pancakes for dinner!”