To be perfectly honest, I'm tired; well, tired doesn't fully encompass my state of being right now...let's try
exhausted, and maybe if it's in italics it will somewhat get my point across! I know women are biologically designed to be multi-taskers, and most of the time, I feel like I handle this gift fairly well. But right now, today, I don't feel like I am coping. I'm not complaining...I asked for this, and I'm grateful for these kiddos, but I'm just trying a refreshingly honest approach to writing about motherhood. Within the last week and a half, my oldest precious baby, TJ, turned 7; our youngest infected us with the stomach virus which first started with her, traveled to me, then to Tristan; Tristan began pulling at his ears, so on to the Dr. since I had to take off work anyway...double ear infection and strep throat; better check the baby since we are already there...double ear infection and thank the good Lord, no strep; sinus infection for me; antibiotics for all 3 of us and did I mention how fun and
easy it is to give antibiotics to a 3 month old?; fast forward to Friday, TJ gets hit with the stomach bug...up all night until 4 a.m. every.thrity.minutes. Oh wait, did I also mention how antibiotics mess with a baby's bowel system and I have 2 on antibiotics. I've never seen so much poop, dirty laundry, and throw up in all my life!
All of this throwing up, rushing around, rarely eating a warm meal...I should be skinny. Why am I not skinny? Oh, I think I vaguely remember swinging by McDonald's at 7pm on my way home twice last week when Thomas had away basketball games. And, I somewhat remember using my right hand to scarf down a Big Mac, while nursing a baby using my left arm, and I'm sure I was using the assistance of my big toe to pick up something off of the floor for my needy middle child.
Mental note: Need to choose Subway, not McD's!
I feel so overwhelmed with everything that needs to be done at home and even at work that I'm on multi-task overload, so today I choose to remember Christmas. The precious excited little faces on Christmas morning, the beautiful Christmas Cantata Service at Church, and fun time spent with family. Maybe I'll eventually get caught up...in everything...but until then I shall sink back and reminisce:
Christmas Eve Dinner
Leaving food for Santa and his reindeer:
In Christmas PJ's ready to be nestled all snug in their beds:
Christmas Morning Smiles:
Oooohhhh. . . . . .I love you, I love you, I love you. I hope that isn't too weird, but I do. You are so wonderful, such a good kind loving person that its evident in everything you write. And if its even possible, I can tell you are 10 times the mom. And its okay, no it is better than okay. . .IT IS FANTASTIC . . .that you take the time to say its HARD. Cuz Lord help us, it is. And too often we see people all happy go lucky showing only the brightest parts of themselves, and we think, What the heck is wrong with me? Why aren't I chipper and happy all the time even though I get NO sleep. But I say, you are even more beautiful of a person for saying your tired. And you need rest and its hard. To me that means you get it. You love really hard, because you work really hard. THAT is why I KNOW we are sisters. Stay strong and never stop keepin' it real. This is just a moment in time. Tomorrow will be easier. Promise. I mean. . .you can't catch the stomach bug twice in one week, can you? Kidding, Kidding. Smooches!
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