This past week was a doozy! Dance dress rehearsal on 8th. Church + Dance Recital + birthday party on 9th. 1st Grade Program on 10th.
Birthday treats for 20 and some mild flooding at our home (which required a large pump for almost 4.5 hours) on 12th. Birthday treats for daycare on 13th.
Playdate and more birthday treats on 14th plus a family party at the bowling alley to celebrate.
Easter egg hunt and sister-mom time on 15th. Early church service followed by fellowship with friends and Easter lunch with my family on 16th.
And a full time job during the week.
It’s safe to say I was a grump by Saturday morning. My morning run left me coughing and sputtering instead of feeling energized. This was insane. Betty Crocker I am not. Egg Hunt? Rarr….
Perspective. That powerful thing called perspective.
Two options here: Me sitting in a corner drinking coffee refusing to talk or make eye-contact — OR — Choosing to look at this as “WOW” my family is happy, healthy and engaged in spending time together. I should make sure I’m involved!
Option 2 is ALWAYS the better option. We enjoy each other’s time and company. It makes me feel great to make others feel good with time, friendship, and yes – birthday treats and Easter egg hunts!
The aftermath: Claustrophobia began to rise up as I looked around the house last night. The dirty laundry was piled counter high when my husband emptied our three strategically placed hampers in the bathroom. At least 3 days of clean dishes sat on the counter- each new load pushed to the side and another batch washed and laid out to dry. Paths had to be cleared from the kids’ doors to their beds so we could do our bedtime routine.
Thank goodness for perspective.
We have clean water, clothes, food, shelter, and love. All are blessings that are not to be overlooked! I promise not to go Maslow on you with a chart of the hierarchy of needs, but it bears witness that if those basic D-needs are met there is little room for complaint.
It would be easy to look at the last 10 days and curl up in panic mode. (I did come close a few times in the moment!!!) Instead, as my mom says, I (with my two sisters’ help) mindfully “flipped” as quickly as possible to the constructive side to keep my wits and appreciate the people and situations around me. It’s all about your view.
**Here’s the recipe for the dirt-worm cups. They really are a treat! If you have to go non-dairy, almond milk works better than soy. Coconut milk would probably be good too but I’m not sure how well the pudding would set? I quadrupled the recipe for his class and put 6 short gummy worms in each cup- three under the cookies and three on top. The kids had a fabulous time digging the worms out of the pudding and cookie mix before eating!
I’m not sure exactly what to say today. This had been, well, a week… Quite a week.
Sunday morning I started the day with a run around the section. It was gorgeous. Slight breeze- dirt roads for 2 of 4 miles- birds singing- fresh air. All the parts of nature that need to be relished and appreciated. At mile 3, I encountered a half mile hill. I managed to ‘just keep swimming’ in Dori’s terminology (Finding Nemo) all the way up the hill. At the top I chose to walked for a bit. The I kicked mile #4’s arse. Alien Ant Farm and B. Spears helped me kick it with everything I had left in me back to my driveway.
Sunday was M’s 2nd birthday! Although we had a slight malfunction with our air conditioner and the house was 80 degrees for the birthday party, it went beautifully! 80 felt pretty good since it was almost 105F outside. She was happy and both kids enjoyed the time with cousins.
Monday and Tuesday were a blur. We road-tripped to Denver (6hrs) on Tuesday afternoon and evening. Wednesday was a lifelong medical diagnosis that really sucks followed by a long trip home. Thursday was work and recovery from the trip.
Here we are Friday. 3 snoozes later, I ran 2 miles (that felt like 10) and spent some time in the garden with the kids weeding and finding new produce. I love my days at home with T and M.
I choose to be happy today. I choose to make today amazing and acknowledge all the blessings around me.
**The picture on this post is proof of amazing things we often don’t acknowledge. View from the wheat field last week.**
Today is a cross training day. I’m taking advantage of 25 minutes of cartoons and doing T25 in my kitchen. Thank goodness for Bubble Guppies and Wallykazam!
My minions are 4 and nearly 2, boy and girl, respectively. Flashback 2 years ago today… I was officially the most pregnant woman at the pool July 4, 2012 at 39 weeks 3 days. It was over 100 degrees and both my baby and I were fully baked, belly button popped like a Thanksgiving turkey. As is the case with more than one child, my 2 year old was unaffected by mommy being so massively and imminently ready to drop. So, we went to the pool. My maternity tankini no longer covered my whole belly and almost the entire 28 extra baby pounds was located on my abdomen. Awesome. You do what you have to do to keep cool.
Here we are two years later with a birthday coming up at our house. Tomorrow the plan is a 2 mile run first thing in the morning. Sunday morning before the birthday girl wakes up will be 3.5 miles.