1. Tell me all about it! I really had intended to write another post this week with real, non-list, non-link up content. But this week was just kind of terrible. Have you ever had one of those weeks when you keep working and working and only end up farther behind than you started? Tell me about it! No seriously, tell me about it. I need to feel like I am not the only person with my proverbial tires spinning in mud. And then we can all laugh at ourselves. Because sometimes if you can’t laugh, you’re just going to have to cry.
2. The Terribleness. Here is what my week entailed, and I told myself I wasn’t going to post about it since I already had one long post this year about things being terrible. But since I asked for yous stories, I should tell mine, right? This week entailed, among other things: my husband out of town, lots of throwing up, bloody noses, a 2 year old with a mysterious limp-causing foot injury, packing up one child’s whole bedroom, sending that child (Okay, I admit it, she’s an adult.) to the other side of the planet (almost) for the next 6 months, homework meltdowns, extra extracurricular activities (not a typo), and the usual chaos. All of this is, thankfully, very temporary. Still, it made for an exhausting week.
3. She’s gone. My little Posy left for her job as an Au Pair this Wednesday. Let me tell you, that was HARD on a poor mama’s heart. While she may come back to live with us again, or may not – she has some other plans for when she returns – it will never be the same. Trust me, I’ve had one bounce back home and leave a second time. It’s just never the same as before, when they had only been with you, only been the child of the house. There were tears all around as we dropped her off. And I stayed to see her walk all the way up to security, excited and scared about her new adventure. I’m happy for her, but I mourn for the part that is over.
4. Some of the Goodbyes.
5. Ugh.
I’m glad we got a picture with Posy, but this is one of those pictures that I looked at and immediately thought, Ugh, how far have I slid? I mean, I know it has been a hard year and all, and I haven’t really been physically on top of things since November sometime, but I really need to stop cutting myself slack and get my act together. It is time to get out of the yoga pants!
6. Right after these cookies. I’ll eat better/exercise/do all the things.
DO YOU SEE WHAT THE PROBLEM IS? I do. Now I need to figure out my approach. Any ideas for a stressed out, time crunched mama?
7. Pondering… If you were me would you want the piano where it is super easily accessible, but in an active area of the house or in a more out of the way spot where they can’t play it if the two year old is napping, and there will be less distraction for practicing? Maybe I will remember to keep you posted on what we do.
I keep hoping if I have enough children, it won’t be so hard when they move on. But probably there’s not a way to avoid that being hard.
Not really. I think that having more kids softens the blow a little bit, because you still have little people to love on, but that also reminds you acutely of the time you spent with your older one too and how fast that time sped by. It’s a toss up, I think.