My Crazy Adventure

Well Friends…try as I may, I have fallen behind AGAIN on this Blogtember Challenge!

Last week I put forth a gallant effort {in my opinion} to get caught up to the daily challenges, but then fell behind the day my beloved came home from his 5 day haitus to Vegas…but that’s another blog post…

So I’m back to last Thursday: What’s the craziest adventure you’ve ever been on?

I did ponder this one all day on Thursday of last week…and I had a few ideas:

• Our trip out west five years ago with Dana & DJ.  We started off the weekend in Athens, GA for the USC v UGA football game, then hopped on a plane from ATL to Flagstaff, AZ to spend a few days at the Grand Canyon {hello?! amazing.}.  Then we drove to the Hoover Dam {and passed an ambulance with it’s lights on, on the way?!}, then on to Vegas.  After a few nights in Vegas, we finished the western drive to Los Angeles, CA.  Nine days of non-stop fun and adventure.  It was crazy and fantastic!
• Being married to Andrew is always an adventure.  And sometimes (a lot of times…) it’s crazy.
• Last week itself was a crazy adventure.  With Andrew gone and having to do everything every day from start to finish by myself.  Save the hour/hour and a half each evening I had Hannah, our sitter, come help.  I really don’t know how single moms do everything they do.  I was utterly and completely exhausted by Friday evening and literally did nothing that night and most of Saturday.

I’ve decided to settle on my craziest adventure so far as being that of a mom.  Just being a mom.  You never know what your kids are going to say or do…to a stranger, themselves, each other, you.  It’s kind of like waking up and saying, “I wonder what Reynolds and Eliza Jane will say/do today…?”

What call or text am I going to get from a teacher?  What bruise is going to show up and what from?

Friday for example, I was out of town most of the day for a meeting and as my boss and I were coming back into Columbia I got a text from Andrew, “Eliza Jane busted her lip.  How far out are you?”

Y’all.  This is the 2nd time in just a couple of weeks that the girl has busted her lip.  Both times my response was “Does she need to go to the doc?”  Because with our kids, that wouldn’t be a surprise at all.  Just par for the course.

Or how Reynolds gets these bursts of energy and starts running around our house like the Tasmania Devil, literally taking down any- everything in his path, including his little sister.  This often ends up with him in time-out and her getting coddled…with an ice pack.

Yes, being a parent…a mom, has thus far been my craziest, wildest, most fun and thrilling adventure.  There is no other adventure that has been so challenging physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, as being a mom.  My decision-making is challenged almost on a daily basis.  My heart can be broken in an instant of a sassy attitude or someone getting hurt.  I can rage with the best of the Momma-Bears out there when I feel my child has been wronged in some way.  And I can melt into a puddle of goo when I get that sweet hug or kiss or see them love on each other.

Yep, there is no greater crazy adventure than being a parent.

How about you?  What’s been your crazies adventure?