There are a couple times during the school year that are overloaded with stress — Christmas and the end of the school calendar. CSAP and NWEA testing. Make-up work. Final projects. Final grades. Concerts. Award Ceremonies. Graduation. My head spins thinking about it all.

Then of course after all those festivities, come more — parties and potlucks to celebrate the accomplishments. It’s all great stuff, but a few coping skills may be in order to get you through this hectic time. Here are a few suggestions:

1. Breathe. Some have been known to stop breathing under extreme stress. Ceasing this activity would only ensure further issues such as heart attacks or strokes, so don’t cause your family undue stress at this time of the year … just remember to breathe!

2. Relax. Throughout the day, escape to Jamaica! Okay, not really as that could put quite the strain on your pocket book and then you’d be further stressed out. Pretend. Close your eyes … the sun sets as you sway in the serenity of your hammock on a secluded white sandy beach. Waves rhythmically push themselves to the shoreline whisking all worries into the ocean. Better? There is nothing like an ocean to soothe stress.

3. Laugh. Woody Allen said, “I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.” I hate when that happens. If you can’t find anything to laugh at, read the comics, tell each other stupid jokes, dance in the kitchen while making dinner — that will probably make everyone laugh and you won’t be able to help but join in. Ever realize that when you are exhausted, the most ridiculous things seem hysterical? Laugh!

4. Check Up. Are your teeth clenched? Are your shoulders hiked up to your ears? Is your leg nervously swinging rapidly in the air? Are your neck and shoulders screaming for release? Have you forgotten what you did 5 minutes ago? If you answered yes to any of these … see #2 above.

5. Repeat: “This too shall pass.” “This too shall pass.”

Feel better? Have a stress-free day!

Sometimes the most important thing in a whole day is the rest we take between two deep breaths. ~Etty Hillesum

“Calgon, take me away!” Remember that commercial? A woman at home surrounded in chaos, belts out her cries for relief. Suddenly, she’s relaxing in an endless bubble bath in solitude.

How incredible that would be to have relaxation and solitude from just four magical words. Unfortunatley, that isn’t reality. I tried it this morning … nothing happened.

Worries abound. Stress consumes. Deadlines nag. Kids get sick. And solitude evaporates quicker than bath bubbles.

The best bet for getting in that type of relaxation is running a bath in the middle of the night, or locking ourselves in the bathroom when everyone is still awake. Granted, the kids pounding on the door asking what’s for dinner would interrupt the rejuvenation we’re looking for.

My daughter bought me a bathtub pillow last year for Mother’s Day. I regretfully admit I’ve used it only a small handful of times. But my intention would have been to wear it out before the next holiday …

How does a mom replenish?

A few nights ago, my daughter was coughing relentlessly, my husband was snoring, and the dog made noises as he dreamt. Who was awake? Me. I attempted to give my daughter more cough medicine, but she was sound asleep. I rolled my husband over, but it only temporarily helped. The dog … well apparently his dream couldn’t be interrupted either. I desperately needed sleep, but that wasn’t looking too promising.

So I decided to replenish another way … I grabbed a book and my book lamp, and crawled under the covers like a child pretending to go to sleep. I engrossed myself into the storyline and characters and the noises surrounding me faded in the distance. Suddenly I was in Finland with the characters experiencing their adventures with excitement as they did.

Bubbles didn’t overflow the bed that night, but renewal spilled all over.

If we go on empty too long, our patience and understanding disappear along with the bath bubbles. So let’s get creative moms — revive yourself where you can!

I’m not a procrastinator or a slob. I like order and I’m organized too. But one thing I can’t stand … HOUSEWORK! It should be labeled in the dictionary as part of the foul language department.

We’re remodeling our daughter’s room and so our home is in a bit of disarray. As I walked past her temporary bedroom overtaking the family room, I sighed. Then I read my quote for the day this morning …

Housework, when done correctly, can kill you. – Anonymous

I agree!! Hands-and-knees floor scrubbing should be outlawed. Stickiness that seems to find its home on cupboards above the stove should be banned. Hang-up clothes should know how to be self-sufficient.

As I twirled in my mental vetoing of housework this morning, I found a few more sayings to toss in my bandwagon.

Beware! This home protected by killer dust bunnies!

Dusting Test in progress. Do not disturb samples.

I’m not going to vacuum ’til Sears makes one you can ride on!

My house was perfectly clean last week. Sorry you missed it!

Show me a house that’s excruciatingly clean, and I’ll show you an older, female relative about to visit it.

Do you ever find that when unexpected company shows up, your house looks like a tornado hit it? How many times do you walk into someone’s home and they quickly say, “Sorry my house is such a mess.“ I usually reply with, “You haven’t seen mine.” It seems to be something we’re concerned with, yet does it really matter? I mean really, does our IQ dwindle by the quantity of dust bunnies in our home?

I’m not advocating filthy, germ-infected homes. The 3-second rule would be a little more of a problem then. I’m talking about self-worth. Who we are, regardless of killer dust bunnies. We are wonderfully made, regardless if company shows up when the laundry is unfolded piled on the couch, chair, floor, and anywhere else 3-weeks worth of laundry can go. We are to show love and acceptance to one another, regardless if they are neat freaks or pack rats. We are God’s creations and He doesn’t make junk! And most importantly, God doesn’t base his acceptance of us on our housecleaning abilities. Whew!

So it’s okay to have a cleaning-free day. Go ahead … relax, read a book, go for a walk, or take extra time with the kids today. One thing is for sure — housework will be there tomorrow!