Brady had about a half day of work left for his week this morning. After a MUCH better nights sleep than my last few nights, I was feeling more optimistic going into today. Upon waking up feeling so good, I wondered if my struggles these days was really just me, and just fatigue. I kicked myself for making the days so hard when it was well within my control to change.
Turns out it wasn’t just me, haha! The kids were still scrappier than usual, and constantly at each other. But I took it upon myself to have a better attitude and turn it around. Not everyone was on board with the “better attitude” movement, but I kept it together and put on some music and took some pictures of them. It helped me physically see the positives, and the music relaxed everyone too.
I love when they come join me at the island!!
I will admit, though, that as Brady texted me that he was coming to the end of his work day, I was anticipating his arrival more and more. I am more than capable of caring for my children on my own, but its so much nicer to have my partner in crime around, especially during this particular new stage of fighting.
Shortly before Brady left work, he got hurt. Not like devastatingly hurt, and I’m not going to go into detail, just for the sake of himself and his builder, but it was a pretty sucky situation. I wanted him home more than ever, then, to be able to talk to him in person and make sure he was actually ok and not just “ok” over text. You know what I mean.
(Side note: He is ok. He’s achy, though, and strained a few things. Maybe I’ll talk more about it in an upcoming post.)
So, now, I have a baby who is pouring snot and fevering, a two year old who has things pretty together save for a bit of a snotty nose as well, a three year old and five year old who are struggling to breathe the same air, and a twenty-eight year old who is limping, concerned, and loaded up on DayQuil and denial. Lol!
This is the part where I selfishly ask that you pray for ME! I want to be nice and strong, and hold my family together when we need it. I need a bit of a longer fuse, a bit more compassion, and some added endurance. Also, I’m pretty sure everyone is going to eat popcorn for supper… Its just going to be one of those days!