I was sick this week, and let me tell you: it.was.rough! At first I thought I was perhaps surprise-pregnant, then I thought I probably just got hit by a semi truck and forgot about it,
then I finally settled on the "I must be dying" theory. AND John was out of town to boot! Thank goodness for sweet Caity and Johnny nursing me back to health...or at least cleaning the kitchen so I could rest. And I suppose I shouldn't under acclaim Matthew's contribution of laying on me and laying about 100 kisses on "mommy's sick head." Today was the first day in a long time I felt like myself again, I was extremely motivated!
I tried new recipes, overhauled my closet, prepared ten pounds of raw chicken (ew) for the freezer, and finished ALL my laundry! And that actually deserves to be reemphasized: I completed all the laundry! I'm pretty sure I have been behind on that laundry for almost two weeks....eek. Laundry to my life now, is like what studying was when I was a student: It is never done, and taunts me in every.waking.moment of my day stealing my joy and ability to feel in control of my life. That's dramatic, but you get the idea. So....by 6:00pm today, I felt pretty darn
good about myself.
The kids and I made a plan of how we would make the most of our evening, with lots of revisions and compromises among the kids, and then we got to it. First we ate chicken and rice, (and side note: everyone ate there food all gone, has that even happened before? I don't even know.) Then we went to the library. It was a success, minus the fact at any given time at least half my kids were missing. Caity bee-lined it to her current favorite authors: E.D. Baker and Shannon Hale, as well as sought out some Babysitter Club books. Johnny had the librarian help him find Fly Guy (he cleaned them out.) Meanwhile, despite saying I would only choose out two books for the younger boys, ended up with forty- so there's that. Next was the park, in time for a warm sunset. The kids set out to do every piece of equipment before we left, it was fun. Last, we graced the grocery store, for a couple of things. Then
finally home to read stories and eat treats.
It was all a little exhausting, but in a euphoric, happy, I hope-I-never-forget-these days-way. After a tuckered out Matthew asked me to tuck him in, the three older kids and I stayed up and chatted about future plans and funny memories. It was really fun to just talk together and joke around while every one lounged around my room on the floor. I genuinely wanted them to stay up even later so the night wouldn't end. They are good kids and my little best friends.
It was just a normal day, but it was enhanced by gratitude. Nothing like being out of the game for a few days to set you straight on how great the daily grind is! So....A toast! To warm spring nights, new books to read, silly late night giggles, and kids that fell asleep as soon as their heads hit their pillows.