What a day today has been. I knew it was going to be a busy one but I underestimated it by a long shot. It has been a day filled with frustration, reliable friends, errands, sick husbands, chores, exhaustion, second winds, and just enough "awww" moments to get me to this point...and here I sit and write.
Darren is home sick. His doctor said something along the lines of "It could be the H1N1 virus. Stay away from your family, monitor your symptoms and contact us if they worsen". He doesn't appear to have many symptoms different from that of the "normal" flu but he has complained that his eyes hurt and his face aches. He also has an ear infection. He has been stowed away upstairs pretty much all day.
I had an annual checkup doctors appointment this morning. Darren was in no shape to watch the boys. Thankfully I had already called upon my friend Deb to watch the boys from 9-12 so I just needed to get them out the door and to her house on time. We did! and with time to spare to walk across the street to see a brand new baby calf...maybe 40 minutes old. Truly a special thing to see. He? She? was still covered in that gooey stuff. Jacek was in awe and Aidan just kept saying "Wow" and pointing. I am glad we got to see that.
Leaving Deb's place I thought to myself how FUN it would be to take a different route to my doctors. It didn't take me long to wish I hadn't but at the time it sounded like a great adventure..haha. With the use of my GPS I figured I would let her, I call her Jane, take me a different way. Well, Jane apparently likes to trick people, meaning me, into going the wrong way down one way streets. Terrible terrible. I knew where I was but I couldn't quite figure out how to get myself to my doctors. I finally pulled over and got my thoughts straight and then got there in plenty of time....with Jane unplugged and stuffed into the glove compartment.
I love my doctor and the office but even familiar surroundings couldn't calm my frazzled nerves and my blood pressure was 148/100. Yikes right? I am my father's daughter. So, they had me stay there for a few extra minutes after my exam to retake my blood pressure. It had gone down but not to the point that satisfied them. They told me to keep an eye on it. Yea Yea. (Then I went out opened the glove compartment...made a grimacing face at Jane and then slammed it shut again)
The rest of the afternoon was busy. I went back to Debs. Got the boys their lunch, changed Jacek into his BLUE day clothes for school, dropped him off at school, went to Candaces to feed the kitties and then drove a very tired little Aidan home so he could get his nap. It was 1:15pm. when we got home.
I got about 40 minutes to sit and relax, check email and visit facebook then it was time for me to go back and pick Jacek up.
I love picking Jacek up. Sometimes I get there early and I get to watch him being him. It's such a weird thing for me to watch my little munchkin man being a kid in school. He is a lot like me in his quiet observing way. He really seems to think about things before doing. He was outside playing on the playground today and he was the leader when the teacher finally brought them back to the classroom. He rushed back out to me excitedly holding a scarecrow with, what he exclaimed was "crinkly" hair.
Getting back to the house, after stopping for gas so we didn't stall out, Jacek and I got the mail and there was a toy catalog for him and a toy (haha) catalog for me. We sat on the couch and looked at our respective catalogs pointing out things of interest to one another. Then we chatted a little more about his day at school and then we heard Aidan above us in his room banging his crib against the wall.
Darren made a few appearances through out the day, dawning his fancy surgical sick mask. His fever keeps coming and going but he doesn't seem to be getting worse.
I got Slow Cooker Enchiladas going in the crock pot for dinner and with that set and the boys playing I started cleaning up the house a bit. Never did do the smaller dishes. I did do a bit of painting down in the side entrance hallway. I know, I know, insane but I couldn't wait to see the color on the walls.
Then I ran out of steam.
Dinner was ready and the boys were hungry. Before dinner I brought Aidan into the downstairs bathroom to change his diaper. Jacek came with us and delighted me when he started blowing raspberries on his brothers tummy. Them two got to laughing and as contagious as laughing is...I joined in. That, right there...gave me the omph I needed to hang in there a few more hours. My boys, giggling...that's good medicine..that cures many a thing.
Aidan did great with dinner and Jacek only had to be reminded like 15 times to eat but he eventually did.
After dinner Aidan decided he could ride the floor lamp we have in the parlor. He crashed it to the floor, broke the bulb and blew the fuse. He is something else. Never quite encountered this kind of behavior with Jacek.
After that debacle we cleaned up the toys and went upstairs to get the boys cleaned up and into their pajamas.
Came back down after a small melt down on Jaceks part over his underwears being inside out, had snack and watched Aidan get wild on us. He is a pistol and very stubborn, refusing to sit down on the couch and whining non stop if he didn't get his way.
At 7, I went up with Aidan and did story and cuddle time leaving Jacek downstairs watching a video. Darren made an appearance to semi hug and kiss Aidan goodnight.
After laying Aidan down I came back to the living room with Jacek. He snuggled right up to me. I miss not having a lot of one on one time with him or Aidan for that matter. It's hard always making them share me, they deserve to have me to themselves every now and then. I need to work on making that happen more. I know they'd appreciate it.
While Jacek was dancing and singing to a song on the Thomas video, he just stopped, turned around to me and said "Mommy, I'm ready to go up". He is always tired out on school days but hasn't quite asked to go up to bed before.
We went up brushed his teeth, read "What's the matter Davy" and then went into say good night to Darren. After they semi hugged and kissed Jacek turns to Darren and says "You'll feel better tomorrow Daddy".
The love overwhelms me.
So my three boys are in bed. I am done writing for the night.
A little bit of flipping through the channels, 2 tylenol PM's and nighty night for me.
Tomorrow is appointment day #3. My Mom is coming out to watch the boys so I can go and finish up with Aidans health insurance.
Alright....I'm out.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Not Me, Monday! 11/9/09
Before I do my 2nd not me Monday post I want to thank those of you who I know are reading my blogs and commenting, I really appreciate it! and thank you to those of you who are reading and not commenting too and I hope you'll eventually leave me a comment or two.
And I will probably totally jinx myself BUT I think I'm doing great so far this time around, with the blogging thing. I've really gotten into it and made it a point to SIT DOWN AND DO IT!! ;o) Go me!
So, here are a few things I did not do this past week:
I did not scream and curse at Darren on Tuesday morning because something he did flashed me back to a "past hurt" not even remotely his fault. I did not slam doors. I did not throw a fruit cup at the wall. (sorry again hun)
I did not obsessively check my blog for new comments pretty much all the time, all week.
I did not work on our grocery list for 2 days and still forget several items. I did not walk in from said grocery shop and put more then 5 items on our next weeks grocery list. I did not feel like I lost my mind at said grocery store.
I did not buy an awesome pair of Ed Hardy sunglasses because they were "so me". I do not absolutely love them.
I also did not completely cry watching Extreme Home Makeover on Sunday night. I was not just previously making fun of the show right before the flood gates opened.
There! Those are the things I haven't done. What about you? What haven't you been doing lately?
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Slowcooker Sunday
While I was driving the other day I took notice that the trees around here are already very bare. This transitioning period where fall is not quite fall anymore but kind of winter and it rains even though it feels cold enough to snow kind of stinks. Then we get days like today where the temperatures reach into the high 60's, the sun is shining and you're wearing a light sweater or jacket and you think to yourself
"What a bee-u-tee-full day!".
On days like today, you want to get out there and enjoy it right? Soak up the suns rays in hopes that the gray stay in your pajamas with the curtains pulled closed in a blanket on the couch with a hot steaming cup of coffee while the snow snows and blows days are further away then those terrible weather forecasters say!!
"But I have to cook dinner so we can only be gone for a little while."
NONSENSE.
Pull out your hopefully dearly beloved Crockpot....Slowcooker....Hamilton...whatever you call it....and put this on and go out and enjoy the day!
ZESTY SLOW COOKER CHICKEN BARBECUE
Ingredients
6 frozen skinless, boneless chicken breast halves
1 (12 ounce) bottle barbeque sauce
1/2 cup Italian salad dressing
1/4 cup brown sugar
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
Directions
Place chicken in a slow cooker. In a bowl, mix the barbeque sauce, Italian salad dressing, brown sugar, and Worcestershire sauce. Pour over the chicken.
Cover, and cook 3 to 4 hours on High or 6 to 8 hours on Low
We have had this on squishy yummy rolls topped with coleslaw as well as served over white rice. I hear this is scrumptious over a baked potato too!
YUM!
A full tummy after a great day enjoyed doing the things you WANT to do.
Now that......is BEE-U-TEE-FULL
"What a bee-u-tee-full day!".
On days like today, you want to get out there and enjoy it right? Soak up the suns rays in hopes that the gray stay in your pajamas with the curtains pulled closed in a blanket on the couch with a hot steaming cup of coffee while the snow snows and blows days are further away then those terrible weather forecasters say!!
"But I have to cook dinner so we can only be gone for a little while."
NONSENSE.
Pull out your hopefully dearly beloved Crockpot....Slowcooker....Hamilton...whatever you call it....and put this on and go out and enjoy the day!
ZESTY SLOW COOKER CHICKEN BARBECUE
Ingredients
6 frozen skinless, boneless chicken breast halves
1 (12 ounce) bottle barbeque sauce
1/2 cup Italian salad dressing
1/4 cup brown sugar
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
Directions
Place chicken in a slow cooker. In a bowl, mix the barbeque sauce, Italian salad dressing, brown sugar, and Worcestershire sauce. Pour over the chicken.
Cover, and cook 3 to 4 hours on High or 6 to 8 hours on Low
We have had this on squishy yummy rolls topped with coleslaw as well as served over white rice. I hear this is scrumptious over a baked potato too!
YUM!
A full tummy after a great day enjoyed doing the things you WANT to do.
Now that......is BEE-U-TEE-FULL
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Saturday November 7th
My weekend mornings are normally spent at work. I’ve been working outside of the home on the weekends for over 3 years now. If anybody else comes in while I’m here they normally say something about how awful it is that I have to work on the weekends. Yes, even after 3 years the same people say the same things.
I haven’t minded coming into work on the weekends until the last few weekends. I don’t know why my outlook has changed. I still want to work because it gives me the break away from Mommy mode that I crave. Lately it’s been really quiet here. I don’t mean to sound like I’m complaining. I know I have it “good” because the work is simple and the people are really nice but it’s not holding the same “getaway” ambiance that it used to.
I don’t know if I should still be working here. I hear Darren, more often then I used to, saying he wishes I stayed home on the weekends so we could be together and have more family time. I know I will miss Kerri time though and I don’t want that loss to create resentment towards the people I love. Getting out of the house on the weekend, albeit for just a few hours allows me time to regroup from the monotony of the week. Not to slight by boys, because I adore the time we have during the week but it is rewarding to be the one who walks in the door coming home from work.
I have a headache today and I am tired. I thought I got good sleep last night even with waking up on and off again from 4am on. Aidan kept crying out in his sleep and I heard Jacek get up to use the bathroom. Jacek, like his father, is a zombie when he wakes up in the middle of the night. When he first began potty training he would climb on the stool in front of the sink and start pulling down his pants to pee. We had to basically teach him how to pee half asleep, well Darren did, not me. And now we move the stool away from the front of the sink as to not confuse the boy any further in his drunken sleepy state.
My birthday is next Saturday and as I was coming out of the bathroom this morning I eavesdropped on a conversation Jacek was having with Darren. Jacek loves birthdays and he has remembered the order of birthdays in our family, extend family included. Jacek was excitedly telling Darren that they should get me a garbage truck. Darren bought him a blue matchbox one last weekend and Jacek thinks I would like a green one. When he realized I was listening he got all embarrassed. Then he said “It’s ok that you know because I’ll surprise you later…. I love surprises!”
My Dad came over for a little visit yesterday. He sat on my floor (he loves sitting on the floor) and played with his grandsons while we drank coffee and chatted. While he was over I was overwhelmed with sadness for my friend Candace who’s Dad passed away earlier that morning at 11:30.
I told my Dad how I was feeling and he shared that he too felt sad because he doesn’t quite understand why he is still alive. While his friends and others pass on, he continues to beat the odds, living with a heart that doesn’t always remember to beat. I am thankful for whatever reason there is that he’s still alive.
I have learned a lot from death in the last couple of years. I have learned death is not fair, sometimes taking the strongest of fighters and leaving the weak to survive. I have learned that death is a teacher with its only redeeming factor being that us as its despondent students get to choose the lessons we learn from it.
I still have a headache that’s now worse then before.
But
It’s sunny outside today. That’s nice for a change.
I haven’t minded coming into work on the weekends until the last few weekends. I don’t know why my outlook has changed. I still want to work because it gives me the break away from Mommy mode that I crave. Lately it’s been really quiet here. I don’t mean to sound like I’m complaining. I know I have it “good” because the work is simple and the people are really nice but it’s not holding the same “getaway” ambiance that it used to.
I don’t know if I should still be working here. I hear Darren, more often then I used to, saying he wishes I stayed home on the weekends so we could be together and have more family time. I know I will miss Kerri time though and I don’t want that loss to create resentment towards the people I love. Getting out of the house on the weekend, albeit for just a few hours allows me time to regroup from the monotony of the week. Not to slight by boys, because I adore the time we have during the week but it is rewarding to be the one who walks in the door coming home from work.
I have a headache today and I am tired. I thought I got good sleep last night even with waking up on and off again from 4am on. Aidan kept crying out in his sleep and I heard Jacek get up to use the bathroom. Jacek, like his father, is a zombie when he wakes up in the middle of the night. When he first began potty training he would climb on the stool in front of the sink and start pulling down his pants to pee. We had to basically teach him how to pee half asleep, well Darren did, not me. And now we move the stool away from the front of the sink as to not confuse the boy any further in his drunken sleepy state.
My birthday is next Saturday and as I was coming out of the bathroom this morning I eavesdropped on a conversation Jacek was having with Darren. Jacek loves birthdays and he has remembered the order of birthdays in our family, extend family included. Jacek was excitedly telling Darren that they should get me a garbage truck. Darren bought him a blue matchbox one last weekend and Jacek thinks I would like a green one. When he realized I was listening he got all embarrassed. Then he said “It’s ok that you know because I’ll surprise you later…. I love surprises!”
My Dad came over for a little visit yesterday. He sat on my floor (he loves sitting on the floor) and played with his grandsons while we drank coffee and chatted. While he was over I was overwhelmed with sadness for my friend Candace who’s Dad passed away earlier that morning at 11:30.
I told my Dad how I was feeling and he shared that he too felt sad because he doesn’t quite understand why he is still alive. While his friends and others pass on, he continues to beat the odds, living with a heart that doesn’t always remember to beat. I am thankful for whatever reason there is that he’s still alive.
I have learned a lot from death in the last couple of years. I have learned death is not fair, sometimes taking the strongest of fighters and leaving the weak to survive. I have learned that death is a teacher with its only redeeming factor being that us as its despondent students get to choose the lessons we learn from it.
I still have a headache that’s now worse then before.
But
It’s sunny outside today. That’s nice for a change.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Frustrations Friday
Good Morning Blogland!! T.G.I.F to everyone.......
This is not the post I had "planned" for today. I'll post that one too since I worked on it last night. Right when I was shutting down my computer last night a blog idea popped into my head so I went up to my bedroom and worked on it. It's not in its best form yet but I think it's a good enough idea to share and see what develops from it. Sometimes those ideas can be the best kind, the ones you leave a little room for, so they can grow and become something.
I used to complain a lot. It's so easy to, isn't it? I think and I hope Darren and anyone else that's known me for awhile would agree, that I've bettered myself in that aspect over the last few years.
A couple of years back I even signed Darren and me up on this positive thinking website. The premise behind the website is that rather then complain try instead to think of a solution or remedy to the issue. We were supposed to be sent these "reminder" bracelets, to remind us to not complain and to use positive thinking to solve your problem. We never got the bracelets. I didn't complain about it though....instead I deleted their web address from my bookmarks....bunch of friggin liars ;o) But seriously it'd be a great thing to have less complaining and more doing. Focus that energy you use to complain on doing something about it!!
Don't get me wrong. I still complain. There are many things that I don't have the answers to, or ways to "fix". From time to time, when a certain mood strikes I will dwell on them, I don't cry over them....well, much anyway but they can be a source of frustrating frustration.
So, I decided to try and make this my Fridays Focus.....Frustrations Friday. I will list any frustrations, big or small. Then through the following days before the next Friday I vow to work on them and hopefully they won't be on the next Friday's list.
Will you do this with me? List a few of your frustrations in comments and make a promise to yourself to find ways to resolve them.
This doesn't mean that you have to complete something in order to deem it removed from the list. For example if you're frustrated over money, which I know a lot of people are, that isn't going to go away in a week...the overall frustration anyway. What you can do now is find a way to not complain about it, to be ok with it essentially. Try to make a budget or cut coupons or sell a few things on craigslist. Do what you need to do to make it less a target for complaining.
I will be posting pictures along with some of mine because, well, because it's fun!
Here are my FRUSTRATIONS FRIDAY, in no particular order.
- My computers post it note dilemma. I have to use a pad of post it notes to hold up the end of my power cord piece. Without it the computer doesn't charge and my battery light will come on and off, come on and off until my computer freezes and crashes, which happens often because it's just not a very good solution. And just try to imagine exactly how I put the laptop on my lap using a huge board book that I stole from the boys all the while holding the post it notes so the cord stays in place. Way to much time spent on this one, I tell ya.
- Project Organization. I have so many things I want to complete before the end of the year and I have not done anything to get organized and serious about them.
- Two of my personal relationships cause me the crazies on a weekly basis.
- Kitchen cabinet that won't close. Even Aidan gets annoyed with this.
- Procrastination on filling out and making an appointment to complete Child Health Plus insurance for Aidan.
- Waiting for approval or denial (yikes) on the application I submitted almost a month ago to get a loan modification on our mortgage.
- It's becoming clear to me that I will need to get up at 6am in order to get the Kerri Quiet I know I need to be productive the rest of the day.
AND 1 more that seriously happened as I was writing out this post....isn't life just wonderful?.
- Our dining room ceiling, well at least one nasty tile, is now on the dining room floor...and to be honest...in the parlor and in the kitchen...kind of exploded a bit....nice.
URRGGGHHHH!!! Frustration.
Take it easy today peeps. Please stop and share some of your frustrations with me. I feel better just sharing.
Have a great day. And hey......quit yer bitchin
This is not the post I had "planned" for today. I'll post that one too since I worked on it last night. Right when I was shutting down my computer last night a blog idea popped into my head so I went up to my bedroom and worked on it. It's not in its best form yet but I think it's a good enough idea to share and see what develops from it. Sometimes those ideas can be the best kind, the ones you leave a little room for, so they can grow and become something.
I used to complain a lot. It's so easy to, isn't it? I think and I hope Darren and anyone else that's known me for awhile would agree, that I've bettered myself in that aspect over the last few years.
A couple of years back I even signed Darren and me up on this positive thinking website. The premise behind the website is that rather then complain try instead to think of a solution or remedy to the issue. We were supposed to be sent these "reminder" bracelets, to remind us to not complain and to use positive thinking to solve your problem. We never got the bracelets. I didn't complain about it though....instead I deleted their web address from my bookmarks....bunch of friggin liars ;o) But seriously it'd be a great thing to have less complaining and more doing. Focus that energy you use to complain on doing something about it!!
Don't get me wrong. I still complain. There are many things that I don't have the answers to, or ways to "fix". From time to time, when a certain mood strikes I will dwell on them, I don't cry over them....well, much anyway but they can be a source of frustrating frustration.
So, I decided to try and make this my Fridays Focus.....Frustrations Friday. I will list any frustrations, big or small. Then through the following days before the next Friday I vow to work on them and hopefully they won't be on the next Friday's list.
Will you do this with me? List a few of your frustrations in comments and make a promise to yourself to find ways to resolve them.
This doesn't mean that you have to complete something in order to deem it removed from the list. For example if you're frustrated over money, which I know a lot of people are, that isn't going to go away in a week...the overall frustration anyway. What you can do now is find a way to not complain about it, to be ok with it essentially. Try to make a budget or cut coupons or sell a few things on craigslist. Do what you need to do to make it less a target for complaining.
I will be posting pictures along with some of mine because, well, because it's fun!
Here are my FRUSTRATIONS FRIDAY, in no particular order.
- My computers post it note dilemma. I have to use a pad of post it notes to hold up the end of my power cord piece. Without it the computer doesn't charge and my battery light will come on and off, come on and off until my computer freezes and crashes, which happens often because it's just not a very good solution. And just try to imagine exactly how I put the laptop on my lap using a huge board book that I stole from the boys all the while holding the post it notes so the cord stays in place. Way to much time spent on this one, I tell ya.- Project Organization. I have so many things I want to complete before the end of the year and I have not done anything to get organized and serious about them.
- Two of my personal relationships cause me the crazies on a weekly basis.
- Kitchen cabinet that won't close. Even Aidan gets annoyed with this.
- Procrastination on filling out and making an appointment to complete Child Health Plus insurance for Aidan.
- Waiting for approval or denial (yikes) on the application I submitted almost a month ago to get a loan modification on our mortgage.
- It's becoming clear to me that I will need to get up at 6am in order to get the Kerri Quiet I know I need to be productive the rest of the day.
AND 1 more that seriously happened as I was writing out this post....isn't life just wonderful?.
URRGGGHHHH!!! Frustration.
Take it easy today peeps. Please stop and share some of your frustrations with me. I feel better just sharing.
Have a great day. And hey......quit yer bitchin
Thursday, November 5, 2009
It's Eight, Zero, Zero
This whole "fall back" thing has both boys all messed up. How crazy it becomes when the light outside doesn't quite match to their normal routine.
Jacek was getting up early and being the only awake person in the house even before the whole set your clock back thing so Darren and I went out and got a small clock for his room. Along with the clock we made a sign that showed what 8:00am will look like on the clock.
The reasoning behind our madness: to keep the boy in his room until 8.
On Monday morning, the first morning with the clock, he was up at 6:45. I hear him leave his room. We have 2 staircases in our house and he goes down the main one which enters out into the parlor. He comes around into the kitchen, presumably looking for life forms that resemble Mommy or Daddy, no such things at that hour! "Jacek", I call from upstairs. His footsteps quicken and he rushes up the staircase to our bedroom. "Mommy", he says when he reaches the top, "My clock is never gonna say eight, eight, eight!" Trying to hide my smile I say "It's eight, zero, zero and yes, it will." "Oh", he says disappointed, knowing where I'm going to send him back to. Off to his bedroom he goes and he stays for about 20 minutes until his brother, in the next room, begins to "screech".
It is still only just a little after 7 in the morning. "Quiet", now only comes in waves as my sons have quite a back and forth battle of screeches.
Not to long after this Jacek leaves his room again. He finds me in the living room writing out a shopping list. "My clock is still the same"he says, meaning the 7 is still there. "Yes Jacek, it's still early". "Why don't you take those books back up" I say, pointing to a few he must have brought down with him the first time he came down. "You can look at those while you wait PATIENTLY for eight, zero, zero"
"Yea", he exclaims. "They will help my clock go faster".
At about 8:02 I head up the stairs and meet Jacek on his way down. "Mommy, the clock, the clock has an 8". "I did it, I did it, I stayed in my room till 8".
I sigh.
"Yep, good job Buddy"
The reasoning behind our madness: to keep the boy in his room until 8.
On Monday morning, the first morning with the clock, he was up at 6:45. I hear him leave his room. We have 2 staircases in our house and he goes down the main one which enters out into the parlor. He comes around into the kitchen, presumably looking for life forms that resemble Mommy or Daddy, no such things at that hour! "Jacek", I call from upstairs. His footsteps quicken and he rushes up the staircase to our bedroom. "Mommy", he says when he reaches the top, "My clock is never gonna say eight, eight, eight!" Trying to hide my smile I say "It's eight, zero, zero and yes, it will." "Oh", he says disappointed, knowing where I'm going to send him back to. Off to his bedroom he goes and he stays for about 20 minutes until his brother, in the next room, begins to "screech".
It is still only just a little after 7 in the morning. "Quiet", now only comes in waves as my sons have quite a back and forth battle of screeches.
Not to long after this Jacek leaves his room again. He finds me in the living room writing out a shopping list. "My clock is still the same"he says, meaning the 7 is still there. "Yes Jacek, it's still early". "Why don't you take those books back up" I say, pointing to a few he must have brought down with him the first time he came down. "You can look at those while you wait PATIENTLY for eight, zero, zero"
"Yea", he exclaims. "They will help my clock go faster".
At about 8:02 I head up the stairs and meet Jacek on his way down. "Mommy, the clock, the clock has an 8". "I did it, I did it, I stayed in my room till 8".
I sigh.
"Yep, good job Buddy"
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Zipper Sweet and Nice
Today has been a nice day. I say that with as much enthusiasm as I can. It has been a nice day. Darren was not feeling well yesterday so he stayed home. Our morning yesterday was awful and the rest of the day turned kind of boring and uneventful. Today things were exactly the opposite.
Darren stayed home again today. He was feeling much better but still wasn't feeling well enough to go to work. I was excited because yesterday I ruined our morning and who isn't excited about getting a second chance to make things right?
Getting the boys dressed this morning went so smoothly I kept waiting for something to ruin our good moods. Isn't that terrible? I just kept thinking that things were "to good to be true". Most days getting the boys dressed and ourselves dressed feels like it requires the energy of champions but everyone was in the right moods today and we all worked together and got it done.
On Tuesday when I went to pick Jacek up from school his teacher asked him to remember to try and zip up his jacket on his own. He's been pretty tight lipped with sharing information about his doings at school so I was beyond excited to get a glimpse into what he's been learning. And so when he had his jacket on we asked him to give it a try. And he did it! All by himself! It's weird how when your child does something like zipping up their coat for the first time you get these flashes. I felt proud of him, so proud of him and then sad. Each thing he learns to do himself is one less thing I get to do for him. And yeah yeah, I complain that I'm tired of doing this and doing that but every Mom does, right? It's a wish come true that is bittersweet. I couldn't stop with the praise and Jacek was beaming! Way to go Jacek!
Then we went out and enjoyed ourselves, eating messy powdered donuts filled with sweet jelly and donut holes that made my little boys' fingers and faces very, very sticky.
There was all that normal stuff in there too, the fussy bits, the whiney bits, the not sharing bits but on days when everything else falls into place that stuff just doesn’t make or break the day.
What made the day a nice day was us just simply living it. There were no hurried feet and no pointed fingers.
We all played nicely together and enjoyed every second.
Darren stayed home again today. He was feeling much better but still wasn't feeling well enough to go to work. I was excited because yesterday I ruined our morning and who isn't excited about getting a second chance to make things right?
Getting the boys dressed this morning went so smoothly I kept waiting for something to ruin our good moods. Isn't that terrible? I just kept thinking that things were "to good to be true". Most days getting the boys dressed and ourselves dressed feels like it requires the energy of champions but everyone was in the right moods today and we all worked together and got it done.
On Tuesday when I went to pick Jacek up from school his teacher asked him to remember to try and zip up his jacket on his own. He's been pretty tight lipped with sharing information about his doings at school so I was beyond excited to get a glimpse into what he's been learning. And so when he had his jacket on we asked him to give it a try. And he did it! All by himself! It's weird how when your child does something like zipping up their coat for the first time you get these flashes. I felt proud of him, so proud of him and then sad. Each thing he learns to do himself is one less thing I get to do for him. And yeah yeah, I complain that I'm tired of doing this and doing that but every Mom does, right? It's a wish come true that is bittersweet. I couldn't stop with the praise and Jacek was beaming! Way to go Jacek!
Then we went out and enjoyed ourselves, eating messy powdered donuts filled with sweet jelly and donut holes that made my little boys' fingers and faces very, very sticky.
There was all that normal stuff in there too, the fussy bits, the whiney bits, the not sharing bits but on days when everything else falls into place that stuff just doesn’t make or break the day.
What made the day a nice day was us just simply living it. There were no hurried feet and no pointed fingers.
We all played nicely together and enjoyed every second.
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