Thursday, July 26th, 2012
NOISE! My home is filled with it. Lots of it. All the time. How about yours?
And I am not referring to the pitter patter of little feet. Because anyone that actually has children knows that nothing kids do sounds like a pitter patter. Kids sound more like elephants stomping on glassware while wielding hammers and nails.
I never really realized how noisy my home was until my husband was home on vacation. Apparently, I am completely unphased by the noise levels in my home because I am constantly surrounded by it. But for him, the NOISE of the children – which is literally NOISE – was almost too much to bear.
He and I were sitting at the kitchen table trying to have a conversation. A quick 5 minute conversation about what we wanted to cook for dinner. (Because for some reason, when HE is home, that is the most important decision we have to make every day. At 10am?) Unfortunately, we couldn't get through the conversation because there was so much noise going on around us. When I stopped to listen, it was literally like trying to have a conversation with someone while standing over a man wielding a jack hammer.
One child was playing music on my cellphone on the loudest volume setting possible. This same child was constantly interrupting our conversation with, "Mama, what song is this?"
Another child was in the living room playing the freaking trumpet, of all things. She was apparently bored, because this is the only time she drags out the trumpet from under her bed. (And trust me, all those lessons she had TAUGHT HER NOTHING.) A third child was on the porch bouncing a ball off the outside kitchen wall. So, every 2.5 seconds, it sounded like she was reeling a basketball at the house, rattling the walls, and knocking down pictures.
Then an argument broke out, and there was screaming and yelling as well as stomping through the house with shouts of, "Mama, HELP ME!" Plus, the televisions in both the kitchen and the living room were on – with not a soul watching either. And of course the volume was turned WAY up on both because whoever was once watching had to jack it up to actually hear what was being said. Two dogs were barking outside at some crazy lady who was riding her bike up and down our street and my father in law was mowing the grass outside with the great big diesel tractor of all things.
Out of sheer frustration, I decided to put an end to all of this noise. I turned off all of the televisions, took away the gadgets that play music and whistle, made my daughter put her trumpet away, fed the dogs some hambones to keep them distracted from crazy biker lady, threw the ball my daughter was hurling against the wall in the pool, and told everyone that they needed to go to their rooms for a few minutes to ‘chillax!'
In the rare peace and quiet – I realized just how much noise surrounds a mother every day. I learned the meaning of the saying ‘silence is golden’. For a moment, I thought maybe I could meditate – or do yoga, or write a book, but then remembered I had a conversation to finish with my husband. A quiet conversation.
In hindsight, I have realized that there are times when we all need a little quiet in our lives. It slows things down a bit and reduces stress. We shouldn’t have to wait until the kids are in bed to enjoy some peace and quiet! So now, each and every day – we have a few minutes of quiet time, where we turn off and disconnect from everything that makes noise – including one another – for a quick 20 minutes.
What do you do to get away from the NOISE of motherhood?