Sorry for the lack of blogging. Things slowed down for me on blogger around November when life got busy and James got even busier. As finals approached James and I existed together only between the hours of 11pm and 6am.
Daylight was jam packed with the mundane chores of dishes, laundry, and undoing the damage of my toddler. I put all the DVDs back on the entertainment center a billion times a day, and the dishes took forever because the little one kept trying to climb into the dishwasher. My mixing bowls found their way out of the cabinet and onto the floor regularly as did my mixing cups as well. It seems that I just couldn't undo the mess fast enough. The end of the day seemed too much like the beginning with very little productivity in between. Darren has decided that he no longer enjoys the grocery store - making that little jaunt much more taxing. I was sinking into the pit of despair by mid December.
My house was being swallowed up by a monster that chews up anything remotely clean, leaving nothing but destruction in its path. I felt the pressure to get Christmas lights up, the tree decorated, cookies made, packages sent, cards signed, gifts wrapped, and service projects completed. None of it was getting done. The stress of bundling up screaming kids in coats and hats and carting them off to gymnastics classes and trying to appease them while standing in horrific lines at the pharmacy seemed to be too much. I felt it difficult to breath, and even experienced heart palpitations throughout it all.
Even as I type this, it really doesn't sound like it was that much to deal with - but it really was. I don't enjoy how physically and emotionally taxing it is to get my three boys feed, bathed, and ready for bed without the help of my husband. He was out of the picture for roughly 2 weeks straight and I hated it!
I admire the strength of you med-student wives who's hubbies have month long rotations elsewhere. How do you do it? How do you smile while you do it? How do you look so darn good doing it. I looked in the mirror some mornings - nope, more like afternoons, and found this Cruella DeVille look alike - physically frazzled from the stress of it all.
Anyway, I've since regained the companionship of my wonderful spouse, and have again found joy in my life. There's a good reason for the scripture that speaks about "neither the man without the woman nor the woman without the man." It just ain't right. Once you have found your match it is so much nicer to stick together.
During the first few days of Christmas break, I found myself literally jumping for joy to look over and see James there. It was pure happiness. I am not looking forward to going back to school. I am thankful for the snow day we had today, delaying Daniel's first day back. I hope the below freezing temps keep us out of school all week! We've got enough food in the pantry and freezer to allow us to stay inside for at least another week if not two.
So while I have a hubby at home who allows me to accomplish much blogging, I thought it was time I catch up with you all. I really should post pictures of Christmas, and sledding, and our trip to Chicago. But instead, I'm going to go soak up more time with my honey.
See you next week... If there's time.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!


3 comments:
Amen to that.
Ah, Emily, it is just too easy and too tempting to compare our "worst" with others' "bests." Life ain't easy with lots of little people and absentee daddies. Sorry your season wasn't super calm or joyous. Here's hoping for better times ahead... oh, and my tip? Simplify. I totally took Daisy out of preschool and we're cutting back on the extra frills that clamor for our time and attention. It's just too much to keep up, and really, I just want to be with my kids (not watching them be somewhere else). Good luck, lady!
Oh my dear neighbor..all I can say is-you amaze me. All the flippin' time.
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