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So alright, I just want to put a disclaimer on this post that I am NOT complaining... just keeping it real.
We've started the back and forth commuting for John to Memphis... so it's kind of like being a jack in the box... I never know when he's going to pop up. It keeps things interesting - to say the least. But it leaves me at times doing the Mom thing solo...
I called myself a "single Mom" over the weekend when describing the situation and was quickly reminded that I'm NOT single. So - we'll say "solo Mom" or something more catchy - if you can think of it.
Anyway, so here I am... it's 19 degrees in Houston, blistering wind... snow predicted for late tomorrow through Friday... up to 2" of snow... which I know to a lot of you is a whole bunch of nothing - but for this Houston girl - it's nothing I've ever seen here before.
I've got the boys to myself... a migraine... James is getting SEVEN teeth at once right now... and both boys are bottomless pits - putting away their weight in food everyday. I could just crawl in a hole and do some sort of groundhog move... maybe I could resurface in 6-8 weeks when it's over? Nope.
I've got to figure out how to push through it all... with a smile on my face. To say "it ain't easy" would be the understatement of the century... but people have done more with less, right? So where do I get off feeling sorry for myself at times? Where do I get the nerve to say anything?
A dear, dear friend... (she knows who she is) told me yesterday that I am too hard on myself... and I guess I am at times - I just don't feel like I deserve to be tired or weary when there are people dealing with bigger problems than I am. I also guess that I need to stay on myself to make sure that my boys have everything they need - because they can't fend for themselves... so I need to stay on my game or something will get dropped.
This means that I'm up at 4:30 getting things together for the day, and I don't sit down until everything is packed up and ready to go the night before... but I certainly appreciate my 10-15 minutes that I sit down to eat at 8:30 or 9PM... those are my magic minutes. Literally! It's almost as good as the moment I climb into bed...and silently pray that my two little angels will sleep through the night. Apparently those prayers are going unanswered at the moment since I went to bed at about 10... and had to feed kiddos at 12, 3, and 4... because you can't tell a 9 month old or 3 month old that Mommy has a migraine and needs to rest.
We'll see what this crazy day & weather bring our way too - because the sitter has already lost power this morning... and it's only supposed to get colder and yuckier until Saturday! I may be having to make a mad dash to pick up two cold little men, and what... bring them to work? I don't know - but even if we have to stay in the car... I'll find a way to keep them warm!