Is this as hard of a question for you as it is for me? I have been asked this question before, and my mind goes blank. Is it because I don’t have any fun, or I don’t think my fun would measure up? Maybe it’s because I feel I’ll be judged for my idea of fun. My definition of fun has definitely changed throughout the years, but that doesn’t mean I’m not having fun now, right?
In my childhood years, I loved playing with my Barbies and my stuffed animals. I loved being outside riding my bike. Although I didn’t really like going to school, I loved playing school. I would spend hours playing Tetris and Super Mario Bros. There were a lot of weekends that were filled with sleepovers. That is what I did for fun then.
My teenage years, especially ages 15-19 were spent hanging out with friends. Cruising was the best. Just riding around town seeing who else was out. I got my first job at the age of 16. Although it was not fun going to school Monday through Friday, and then working Friday night, Saturday, and Sunday, I found ways to have fun at work. Then at 17, I thought I was so cool when I was able to get into a club simply by saying “oops I left my ID at home.” But there is where I fell in love with going to clubs. There wasn’t a weekend that I wasn’t either at a party or at a club. That is what I did for fun then.
My early to mid-twenties was filled with night clubs or bars. I worked anywhere from 50-60 hours a week and went to school 2-3 nights a week. I rewarded all my hard work with spending just about every Friday night and Saturday night at a club or bar until it closed. I absolutely loved to be around my closest friends and dancing my troubles away. That is what I did for fun then.
Then I had kids, and it seemed like all the fun stopped. Ok, maybe it didn’t stop, but it sure did change, dramatically. Fun was now watching my babies experience all their firsts. It was now hanging out with other friends and their kids. It was getting on the floor and playing with the kids. When my oldest son was about four, fun was watching him play soccer. Fun also included watching the same movie on repeat. As long as my children were happy, this mommy was having fun.
Now that they are a little older, fun has changed some more, just not so dramatically this time. Fun now is still hanging out with other parents and their kids. It’s also playing video games with my boys, and having Nerf wars. It’s going camping with them and with our scout family. Fun is laughing and joking with my kids. It’s going to the park or a hiking trail. This is what I do for fun now.
Don’t get me wrong, I do have adult fun as well. I enjoy having a girl’s day or night. For just a few hours every once in a while I get to be an adult and not a parent. It is the kind of fun that is much needed for me to recharge ever so often.
As we grow, our definition of fun grows and changes. So, just because your definition of fun changes, doesn’t mean you’re not having fun. If your fun is sitting on the couch and binge-watching something you’ve seen a thousand times, then own that fun. If you have more fun with your kids than you do with most adults, it’s ok. That is now your definition of fun. There is no right or wrong definition of fun. Just make sure you find some time to have fun, be happy, and recharge.



With Thanksgiving being next week, we often use this time to start thinking about what we have to be thankful for. If you’re like me, it has been difficult this year to remember all those reasons since it has been a year full of let downs, complaining, and doing without. This year has been so stressful and has brought so much sadness and depression. So many have lost so much. However, it’s times like these when we need to search so much deeper for reasons to be grateful. We’ve all heard it before, the more we think negatively, the more negative will come our way. Now more than ever, we need to force ourselves to think positively.
We all love winning awards. Even if you aren’t the competitive type, it’s still nice to be appreciated, recognized, and given an award. The “Mom of the Year” award may be one you try to avoid winning, but inevitably we all win it at some point. I have won the “Mom of the Year” award so many times, I need a separate room just for my trophies. All I had to do was follow these 6 simple steps.