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I’m a Mom of 3 Boys. This is What Happened When I Quit Being an Adult for a Day.

“Aside from picking up your prescription, I’m quitting adulthood today. I’m going to be one of the kids. I’m sorry in advance for any mess or trouble we might get into.”

I sent these words to my husband in a text Friday morning. I wake up most mornings fighting the urge to crawl under the covers, where my kids can’t find me and hide. Being a grown-up sucks. But hiding isn’t much fun either. So Friday, I decided on a middle ground. I was going to spend my day living as if I were a child.

I informed my three boys that mommy was not going to be mommy for the day, that instead, I was going to be one of the kids. My three-year-old was ecstatic. My four-year-old was concerned with who would cook his meals. My one-year-old was busy making monkey sounds.

First up on the agenda: Mario. I assumed we’d be playing the Nintendo but quickly found myself in real life Mario Land. My three year old outlined the track, lined us up, and yelled, “GO!” We spent a good twenty minutes racing around the house. I was already tired. My legs were sore and I was starting to get dizzy from lapping in circles.

I sat down on the couch with my one-year-old to rest. He grabbed my hand and started to squeeze my fingers. I noticed the way each finger felt as he wrapped his whole hand around a single one. They felt warm. I remembered how tightly he used to cling to them when he was a baby. His 5-lb body nestled deep in my arms. Time is going so fast, I thought. My little five-pound nugget is almost two. I ran my fingers over his lips. They were still as soft as they were two years ago. His big blue eyes smiled at mine. I was lost in his gaze.

We decided to take a walk to the playground. The sun was hot, it was nearly noon. I ran up the slide and climbed into the tunnel. My body was too long to fit. I tried to curl my legs up and duck my head to make room for the kids but my body doesn’t bend like it used to. I slowly crawled out and made my way over to the nearest bench. I felt defeated. 

I thought about the day thus far. Today was supposed to be fun. Being a child was supposed to be easy. But somewhere along the way, the little girl inside was lost. I tried to pull memories of her into my mind but none came. I couldn’t recall what she was like. I imagined her being carefree and filled with joy but I couldn’t remember what that felt like. All that came to mind was the constant busyness of a child trying desperately to escape.

Christine Suhan
Christine Suhanhttp://www.feelingsandfaith.net/
Christine Suhan is a wife, stay at home mother to three wild toddler boys and writer/creator at www.feelingsandfaith.net. She has a master’s degree in marriage and family therapy and enjoys helping people through openly and honestly sharing her journey of life, recovery, mental illness, marriage, parenting and more. You can also find her on her Facebook page.

Mom Continues to Text Son After His Tragic Death—& She Finally Got a Response

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