MamaBlogger365 – The Golden Years of Parenting by Kate Fineske

Do you ever wonder why it always seems like everyone always needs something from you all at the SAME time?

For example, lets take the time period after school:

  • When your oldest child might need your help with a math question,
  • At the same time that another child wants to play the Wii but can’t find the remote, AND
  • Your toddler is screaming because he just needs to watch TV (and you’ve said “No!” for the 50-billionth time).

And of course any minute:

  • The piano teacher is going to arrive (for your child who’s homework isn’t done yet because you haven’t had a second to helped them with their math question), AND
  • 2 kids’ lunches are sitting only half-packed on the counter for school tomorrow,
  • Oh, and dinner? DARN! Dinner! Dinner still needs to be started!

Then, right as you think you’ve finally figured out your child’s homework question:

  • Your 2-year-old has a major poopy-diaper blowout,
  • Just about the same time as there’s a knock at the door (the piano teacher has arrived), AND
  • The phone begins to ring (most likely your husband wanting to know what you’re having for dinner… You know? The same dinner you haven’t started yet?)

You get what I mean, right? Does this sound familiar?

These are the times in parenting that just make you want to scream.

These are the days when you just wish you could clone yourself so that you could: quickly solve everyone’s problems, find all the missing Wii remotes, magically stop the whining and crying, pack everyone’s lunches, get dinner started, change a diaper, answer the front door AND also answer the phone…

All. At. The same. Time.

And typically, it’s not until later (such as right before you are about to fall in bed, after you’ve read everyone their books, tucked in the last child, and gotten some great big hugs and kisses) that you realize:

How fortunate you are …

And maybe think to yourself, “These just might be the Golden Years of parenting?”

That Sentimental Moment in Motherhood

And for a moment (possibly just a short moment?) you stop… and (depending on your mind frame and sometimes what time of the month it is) you might just get a little misty-eyed.

You may think to yourself things like:

How lucky you are that your kids still want to hang out with you.


How much you’ll someday miss your kids’ squeals of excitement when you sit down to read a book with them.


How wonderful it is that you still get tight hugs and sloppy kisses when you ask for them.

You think this because you’ve realized, in that small moment, that someday, someday sooner then later, this all may end.

One day you might just wake up and realize that your oldest is off at college, and you have one about to graduate high school, and your “baby” is almost about to drive.

One day you may not be the person anymore with all the answers, the person who can solve all their problems.

One day maybe your children won’t run in from the bus after school excited just to tell you about their day because instead they have their own car, and friends, and boyfriend or girlfriend who they think are way more important to them then you.

The nostalgia of how you used to be as a teenager and as a young adult starts to consume you.


And then it ends. (Sometimes it takes longer for reality to hit, but eventually, usually, the sentimental mood does change.)

Maybe it ends because it is almost time for bed, and because suddenly you breathe a sigh of relief at the realization that you are almost a diaper-free household, and because you realize tomorrow is another day.


Then you remember that you forgot to take the chicken out of the freezer for tomorrow’s dinner… and the dryer buzzer starts loudly beeping – signaling the 20-billionth load of laundry is finally done, ready to be folded and put away.

Yep… Tomorrow is another day – another busy day.

And tonight you are Just. So. Tired.

As quickly as they are remembered, these thoughts of the “Golden Days” of parenting are again forgotten – while your mind wonders on to tomorrow’s busy schedule and your body begins to show definite signs of needing a good night’s sleep.

And a few minutes or hours later (depending on how many loads of laundry you still have to do in order for your child to have a clean soccer jersey to wear for tomorrow’s game) you think:

“It’s only Wednesday! Oh. My. Goodness. Will the weekend ever be here? Friday can’t get here soon enough!”

And in the back of your head a tiny voice whispers…

Be careful what you wish for.



This post has been contributed on behalf of The National Association of Mothers Centers, whose mission is to create a community of women, who through mutual support and public advocacy, explore, enrich and value the maternal experience.

The post author, Kate Fineske, currently is a staff member with the National Association of Mothers’ Centers where she maintains and provides the content to the Mothers Central Blog – the Parenting Blog of the NAMC. She is also responsible for helping the NAMC work to build stronger connections and support with the local Mothers’ Center Chapters nationally.

Kate is a longtime member of the National Association of Mothers’ Centers through her local chapter of the Mothers’ Center of Greater Toledo in Ohio. She and her husband are busy raising 3 children ages 1-8. Kate’s professional background is as a graphic designer in the creative and education industry. Since 2005, she has been using her professional skills by actively volunteering with the Mothers’ Center of Greater Toledo in various leadership positions. She also blogs personally at

You can connect with Kate via Twitter (@katefineske) and/or also connect with the NAMC via twitter (@MothersCenters) or Facebook.

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