The family has mostly recovered from the stomach funk. I am the only one that has any lingering effects, the details of which I will spare the reader. Needless to say I am still fairly weak, which makes it a whole lot harder trying to catch up with all the stuff that didn't get done last week. I still have presents to wrap, cookies to bake, an entire house to clean and errands to run. And only four more days in which to do it, before we leave for Grandma's house on the 22nd.
We'll have two Christmas' this year, one on the proper date at Grandma's house, and another on New Years Day at our house. Hence the need for house cleaning. Hubby's father and brothers with their families will be staying with us for several days. Lots of family and kids and fun, but lots of preparation to be done. I haven't even thought about menu planning yet. It's hard to ponder cooking when the thought of a simple cheese sandwich makes you emit tiny gurgling, gagging sounds.
The weather outside right now is cold, about 20 degrees, which is not as cold as it was last week but is still cold enough. It's also very grey outside. And very still. The days are so short that even now, at 3:30 in the afternoon, the skies are starting to darken.
The weather echoes my mood. I'm feeling kinda grey. Partly due to the recent sick, but also due to several things going on with my extended family. Several not-very-good things that I can't really talk about, because they don't directly involve me but still affect me. Not just one or two things, but several things that have piled upon eachother this holiday season.
So, I am trying to look around for other things, more cheerful things to think (and write) about. Let's see.
One thing -- our goats are back! And hopefully bred. After being gone so long, it is strange to suddenly hear them bleat at me whenever I go outside. Strange, but comforting.
Another thing -- Number Two Son had his kindergarten Christmas concert at school yesterday, which was very fun. Here is his class with their antlers on, preparing to do the 'reindeer hokey-pokey.'
Another thing -- Number Three Son pooped in the toilet again today. Might not seem like a big deal to most folks, but for parents with little ones who stubbornly refuse potty training, it is. We've been potty training for two weeks now, with little progress to show for it, but we have faith that eventually something will click in that young brain of his and he'll start heading for the bathroom all on his own.
There are many other cheerful things of course. Health, happiness, security, home, love -- all the things that really count. I just need to focus on the good things, and not get bogged down by the rest.
4 comments:
Congrats on the potty pooping, LOL! Mine are 6 & 4, so that was not so distant that I can't remember the joy of that accomplishment! Sorry you were sick there, hope you have enough time to recover some energy before the holiday!
You've just reminded me that I've got it pretty easy right now. I'm not dealing with any of the hurdles being thrown in your way . . . including potty training!
I know it's hard, but remember (regarding the extended family "situation") that you can't do one blessed thing to change other people. Just keep doing what you are doing (thinking good thoughts which keeps your life on the right track) and sending good vibrations to others by seeking out and putting the emphasis on their good traits (however insignificant they may seem at the moment!). It may help them to change their thinking and actions. Who knows? And it couldn't hurt! Refusing to give in to the negative and staying positive makes our body and soul feel better.
Hoping you get your vim, vigor and strength back quickly.
#3 son pooping on the potty is HUGE! We have 4 out of 5 kids potty trained now, only 1 left to go! You know I've been so anxious to be done with diapers, but it's like I want to preserve these moments with our last baby. Funny how I'm not in such a big hurry for her to leave babyhood behind.
Hi Erin! Thanks for the congrats, it is indeed an accomplishment. Although the day after he had messy underwear twice. One day at a time, I guess!
Hello Mama Pea -- Yeah, I'm just trying to think good thoughts. Which is much easier to do, now that I'm no longer sick! Amazing how the physical state affects the mental state, and vice versa. Thanks for the well wishes!
Hey Jessika! Good to hear from you again. I understand your dilemma of wanting life to be easier (no diapers, bottles, etc.) and wanting life to slow down. The last baby does make you more aware of the passing of milestones.
Benjamin is almost four years old, however, so he is way overdue for the potty training. We've tried a couple of times before, but he would have none of it. Now, we're getting it done by hook or by crook!
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