It was one of those funny days that started out SO well. The kids were happy in the morning, I felt rested as well, mom was around to have breakfast with us, and everyone was in great spirits. We decided right after breakfast that we would even go for a short outing, all together.
The kids watched some Paw Patrol while we decided, and they stayed put while my mom and I got ready. We all loaded into the van for a nice drive in the country together to buy some sausage and fresh noodles. When we were back in town, we picked up a new diaper genie from Kim (you saved us from the stench!) and went to check the house. That was right around noon, so I’m not sure what the end end result was today, but the last I saw, all four walls of our master suite were up, and I could see through our big window that the interior walls were being done. I’m not sure what else they’ll do before the trusses and roof sheeting finally, but those things are close, and the weather is only helping them come faster!
When we got home, we had a yummy lunch and I put the kids down for a nap. Dekker was having a pretty snarky attitude and Laela was fading pretty fast. Long story short, Laela refused her nap again, woke Dekker, in turn everyone woke Rowan, and it was a complete crap shoot.
Sadly, the days events went down from there. I’m sure everyone can relate to the domino effect, whether you have kids or not. Regardless of what angle I took or what I did, everything seemed to explode at the seams. Dekker got in some real trouble right before supper, but to his credit, he tried really really hard to have a better mood once he got to the table. Laela, on the other hand, screamed when I asked her to take bites. She’d calm down enough that she wasn’t choking on her own spit, and I’d say “Ok, now take that bite” and she’d work right back up again. Over and over and over again. After I forced 3-4 bites into her, she relaxed and ate fine. Honestly, she was probably hungry, which was infuriating, but likely. She did manage to eat a decent amount by the end of things, but they probably sat at the table for about an hour, doddling and doddling. There are a few new stages that they’re going through, which is expected, but paired with them struggling through all of the change and transition in the last few months, and their current lives, it adds up into some pretty ugly times.
Sadly, now is an ugly time. I am feeling quite weak. I know I will feel a bit better when I have the help of my husband, but he is helping us in an ENORMOUS way these days!! We just don’t see him very much. Next week should be back to “normal,” whatever that is. I can’t wait for it.
The kids are in bed, praise the Lord, and I am stretched out in the living room. My second load of laundry is going into the dryer. I would not have chosen to make today laundry day, but it had to be done, so we do it with smiles on our faces, and with our mom close by, making sure we don’t crack under the pressure. (I love you, mom)
Brady is almost home, so I am finished for now. Time to rest.
I love you back my darling.
Muah!!