5 Minutes’ Peace

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Among the books I received this Christmas was this gem from my mom, Five Minutes Peace.  It arrived just as I was getting ready to pull my hair out after 10 days with no school and cleaning the house three times each day only to have The Wrecking Crew destroy all that hard work in mere seconds.

Not that I’m complaining.  But, okay, for one minute I’m complaining.

Finding 5 Minutes' Peace {great book for moms!}

Anyways, when this book arrived Noodle immediately begged me to read it to her.  We both giggled at Mrs. Large (ahem) and her three kids who were constantly vying for attention.

Mrs. Large wanted to take a bath, drink her tea, and read her newspaper for just 5 minutes.  Of course, her kiddos had other plans.

Finding 5 Minutes' Peace {great book for moms!}

After we read the book, I made myself some tea and told Noodle I needed 5 Minutes’ Peace.

She wanted me to read the book again.

She wanted to taste my tea.

She wanted to finger paint, sit on my lap, and eat a cookie– preferably at the same time.

Life imitating art at it’s finest.

Five Minutes’ Peace is pretty impossible to find while my kids are awake.  I’m not nearly as brave as Mrs. Large, my 5 minutes comes after the kids go to bed.  That’s when I fill my tub with hot water and lavender bath salts, and climb in with a book and some Sleepy Time Tea.  Or wine, depending on my mood.  😉  After thinking about it, I realized I rarely carved out any time during the day for myself.  Those few instances when I do look this this:

  • Last year, I grabbed a free pocket-sized daily devotional book from the lobby of the church.  I’d read it in the car for a few minutes before I picked up Noodle while Bee slept in the backseat.   That’s 5 minutes found, and lost, now that our schedule has changed.
  • Showering isn’t easy with little ones around, there’s always a face peeking in asking how much longer until I’m out.  But every once in awhile I’ll get my 5 minutes peace as the hot water washes over me and melts my stress away.  I do my best thinking in the shower, does anyone else feel the same way?  And then that face appears, asking ‘what are those?’ and telling me Bee is stuck in the hamper again.  Sigh.
  • My husband takes the kids upstairs for their nightly bath, and for a few blissful moments I ignore the pounding of running feet, riotous noise of slamming doors, and insane giggling while I lay on the couch with a heating pad and stare at the t.v.– on a show other than Doc McStuffins.  Then I hear the inevitable ‘thump’ as a child falls down/ runs into each other/ closes a door on their fingers and I know my 5 minutes peace has come to an abrupt end.
  • Running has always been a source of peace for me.  The gym is, unfortunately, where I’ve done the majority of it due to the cold temps and free babysitting.  But once in awhile when the planets align and someone can watch the kids and the temps aren’t freezing or hot-as-the-sun, I get a chance to run outside… just me, myself, and 45 minutes of peace.  And some Jay-Z, because c’mon, what’s a run without some Jiggaman?

Finding 5 Minutes' Peace {great book for moms!}

Noodle found her 5 minutes’ peace.  Santa brought a kids yoga DVD that she adores, and now she begs us to join her yoga-cizing every night.  “Family yoga time!” she calls.  That girl, I swear.  She could convince a tree to take a walk with her just by batting those baby blues.

Finding 5 Minutes' Peace {great book for moms!}

We live a blessed life.  A crazy, chaotic, exhausting but totally-worth-it life.  I don’t take our little miracles for granted for one minute.  Okay.  Maybe I take them for granted for 5 minutes, but then it’s back to immersing myself in their endless energy and love.

I don’t get much alone time during the day, as you can see.  But it got me thinking: how do other moms find 5 minutes peace?  Have you carved out time during the day just to think, or drink tea, or read?  Does your 5 minutes come at night?  How and where, and in what, do you find your peace?

Finding 5 Minutes' Peace {great book for moms!}

Share in the comments so we can live vicariously through you, and be inspired with other ways to find 5 minutes peace!

PS- a few people asked when I mentioned it on Twitter– you can find Five Minutes Peace (the book, unfortunately not actually 5 minutes of peace) on Amazon.  It would make a great gift for moms, possibly with a side of bubble bath and tea.  😉

 

 

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9 Comments

    1. I’ve been known to lock myself in the bathroom with a book for 5 minutes. Guess I should have written that too, haha!

  1. now that my kids are in school full time it’s not a problem… BUT when they were both babies, and i mean BABIES…. sawyer was 20 months, emmy 3 months, i started painting furniture. when chris would get home and do bedtime i would paint… it was my peace.

  2. This book sounds adorable!! And, we know how I shut myself in the pantry for peace….yes, pantry!! My peace comes at 5AM gym…it’s my sanity, as crazy as it sounds!!

  3. Enjoy the time with them. Someday you will wish you had those faces around for just five more minutes.

  4. How precious, I love the idea of a kid’s yoga video, my kids always want to do mine with me–which leads me to my peace time– usually about 11pm when everyone is quietly tucked in bed and the house is completely in order, and everything is ready for the next day. Then, yoga, reading or just plain nonsense TV to totally wind down.

  5. Every night, my husband takes my little one to get changed while I get a hot shower. It’s not long, but enough each day to recenter myself before bed.

  6. Awww! This post is soooo true! I so know the feeling of taking a shower with a little face peering in! Good thing I have no pride or body issues!

    I find 5 minutes like this: I fill up the kitchen sink with warm soapy water, several pieces of tupperware and unbreakable dishes. Let 4 year old don my yellow dish gloves, stand on a chair and go to town “washing the dishes”. I sit nearby (living room or at kitchen island) and drink my coffee/browse pinterest/flip through a mag. It’s a good 5 to 10 minutes of quiet. Of course, it takes 10 minutes to wipe up all the water from the counter and floor, and then change his sopping we clothes. But it’s worth it. 🙂

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