Tears to Thankfulness

The morning started rough. I misunderstood (well, actually I didn't misunderstand, my landlady mis-SPOKE) and I thought the house was being shown today, where as it won't be till at least tomorrow.

I took one look at my sickie Livy with strep on the couch, myself in mis-matched pjs and my bathrobe, the dishes, laundry and packing piles and just wanted to cry. I did in fact.

The day progressed similarly with one thing after another threatening to tip me to the extreme. Andrew was at a nursing home by 8am doing therapy for Parkinson's patients and even he found out he has an extra 2 projects due next week, FINALS week. Thanks instructors, you guys are gifted in torture.

Then my day hit its peak at 2pm. Andrew came home for his hour between class and work and all my dams broke loose. I needed to sob and he graciously let me. Talked me through our entire "plan of attack" again and assured me that we WOULD survive the next two weeks and would one day look back and never know how we made it through.

Then he said this. "Don't forget to enjoy this last bit of Watertown and your 6 wk old son."

ENJOY?

I'm barely getting through the basics of life! Trying to make meals with half a kitchen packed, trying to keep everyone in clean socks when half of all our clothes are packed...

Then I stopped long enough to see his point. Good grief. What is life when you're just rushing through it? Obviously this isn't normal for us, but the last 2 1/2 years have been similar with deadlines always before us.

An email from a friend today brought me to torrents of tears again. She had no idea the kind of day I was having and even though I felt with every fiber of my being that I was completely undeserving of her kind words, it reminded me again of Andy's words. Remember to enjoy. And that I passionately love being a mom, even as the hard days roll through.

To top it all off, someone is dropping a pizza off tonight....because they care.

So. Uno, Crazy 8's, baby snuggles, Mickey's Christmas Special and pizza

are the order of the evening.

Ugly packing piles, blinds and kitchen and bathroom to be cleaned, sociology, pediatrics, neurology, and therapeutic techniques finals, 1st grade spelling list, chocolate milk stained floor and the rest of the 'to-do' army .....

You're all going to be forgotten tonight.

I have 3 beautiful children to enjoy.