Grounded

I've grounded myself, which unfortunately means the kids are grounded too. After a week living outside and having to keep track of the girls while keeping Smiley happy, the thought of taking the three of them outside by myself almost makes me nauseous. I hope I get over this soon because I am going stir crazy with the girls not getting to run their wiggles off outside. I am going to attempt to take them to playgroup this week.

I love the ward that we are in right now. There are many reasons why I love it, but one reason is that they do a playgroup every week on the same day, at the same time, at a local park if it is nice or at the church if it isn't. Similar people come each week, but sometimes different people come. I love being able to chat with the other moms and let the girls play in a pretty safe environment. Playgroup is the most social interaction I get all week long. I know that seems pretty pathetic, at least it does to me. I am having a hard time finding a balance between being a mom and being a real person. Being a mom totally trumps doing anything I used to do before I was a mom. To be totally honest, I can't remember much of what I did in my leisure time before I had kids. It makes it pretty hard to find time to do things for myself, when I don't even know what I would do. Unfortunately I fall back on watching shows, checking Facebook and blog stalking. I need a hobby that makes me feel like a real person, but doesn't encourage me to neglect my motherly duties. I love being a mom, but I feel I would be a better mom if I took a little time for myself to enjoy something. I have a desire to do something for myself, but feel guilty even thinking about it doing something. As Lulu would say, "I am having issues."