Well, this ends the week, for the most part. I'm having a much better day today, despite my 2 year old complaining of ear pain last night at bedtime. I put some garlic oil in it, and gave him some Ibuprofen, and he slept all night and seems better today. I would think that it is odd that both boys have never had an ear infection and then both get one in the same week, but I'm sure stranger things have happened. Big brother is on antibiotics and seems to be fully recovered other than the tell tale "Northwest Nose" which seems to drip most of the winter no matter what I do or don't do. My Grandma K said that her kids all had runny noses while they were growing up here all winter. Then when they moved to Salem, OR the noses cleared up. So, while we live here, I'm not getting my hopes up. And to tell a 2 and 4 year old use a Kleenex 100 times a day (instead of handy finger!) is pretty much overrated. Good intentions, but can't make it happen!
So, we went to town today, and did the biweekly grocery shopping. We're on the "no extra spending" plan, so I proudly almost stuck to it. (bought some Superglue that wasn't needed but very much wanted due to numerous projects that need fixing- namely some select Christmas ornaments that have been decapitated and need recovery and are hanging out on my counter) We were able to get out of the house by 9 (yes, in the car & out the driveway at 8:48 am, a miracle) and even still made good time although I did forget my maitei at home and had to go back. Kids were well behaved and we were home before noon (another miracle). Usually we are lucky to get going by 10 and usually get home about 2, which messes up nap time and ends me up in the grocery store right at lunch time which I dislike because it is full of teenagers on lunch break, making shopping involve much more dodging of traffic in the store. We're also hungry by that time, and I have to buy lunch because I'm not organized enough to get it together before we go.
My spirits have been uplifted today, and I'm thankful for that. I hate being down, but lack of sleep does that to a person. My ordinary coping skills just don't work like they should. I wish I could cry, but it's just not that easy for me, no matter how I try. The only time in my life that crying has come easy was when my cousins died, and then I recall being happy when I only cried 14 times one day. I had hoped that was a new trend, and that crying would come easier for me, but not so. When life got back to normal, I was back to my non-crying self.
I haven't gotten anything accomplished this week, but did try to just sit and enjoy my children, which was awesome. The chores are still waiting, but I feel much better. Yesterday we went to the park and just played and went for a walk in the sun, and talked about whatever we saw, allowing much questions and answers. I love those days. And I was able to just play with baby girl and enjoy her, and also help Mr. Independent. (my goal from previous day) But, I should go get a few chores done before the week is entirely over, since I hate leaving chores for Saturday when that is our family time day. Later...
So, we went to town today, and did the biweekly grocery shopping. We're on the "no extra spending" plan, so I proudly almost stuck to it. (bought some Superglue that wasn't needed but very much wanted due to numerous projects that need fixing- namely some select Christmas ornaments that have been decapitated and need recovery and are hanging out on my counter) We were able to get out of the house by 9 (yes, in the car & out the driveway at 8:48 am, a miracle) and even still made good time although I did forget my maitei at home and had to go back. Kids were well behaved and we were home before noon (another miracle). Usually we are lucky to get going by 10 and usually get home about 2, which messes up nap time and ends me up in the grocery store right at lunch time which I dislike because it is full of teenagers on lunch break, making shopping involve much more dodging of traffic in the store. We're also hungry by that time, and I have to buy lunch because I'm not organized enough to get it together before we go.
My spirits have been uplifted today, and I'm thankful for that. I hate being down, but lack of sleep does that to a person. My ordinary coping skills just don't work like they should. I wish I could cry, but it's just not that easy for me, no matter how I try. The only time in my life that crying has come easy was when my cousins died, and then I recall being happy when I only cried 14 times one day. I had hoped that was a new trend, and that crying would come easier for me, but not so. When life got back to normal, I was back to my non-crying self.
I haven't gotten anything accomplished this week, but did try to just sit and enjoy my children, which was awesome. The chores are still waiting, but I feel much better. Yesterday we went to the park and just played and went for a walk in the sun, and talked about whatever we saw, allowing much questions and answers. I love those days. And I was able to just play with baby girl and enjoy her, and also help Mr. Independent. (my goal from previous day) But, I should go get a few chores done before the week is entirely over, since I hate leaving chores for Saturday when that is our family time day. Later...
