The last thing I should be doing is blogging.
Clearly, I don't have my priorities straight.
Things have just become crazy around here. I've never been one of those super energetic people that moves like a hummingbird. Sure, I've had moments like that; frenzied cleaning, rabid writing sessions or days full of endless little tasks that all manage to get done. I also
Well, I started this post two days ago. See that sentence fragment up there? That's when the phone rang, it was the preschool calling, they said "is anyone coming to pick up Kaeda today?" Whoops. I was thinking the start time for her afternoon class was the end time for her morning class... Kaeda helped the teacher decorate the classroom while I got ready, snatched the baby from her crib and hauled butt down to the community center.
"Mommy, I was so worried about you!" She said, little hands on little hips.
I must have said, "I'm sorry" to the teacher a million times.
It's taking some getting used to, B working, the lack of sleep, the increase in school work load... and my attempt to keep the kids happy and entertained.
On a side note.... B was in the thick of this yesterday: Ammonia Leak in Langford
I received a text from him yesterday morning while in class, "Do not listen to the new. I am okay. There was an accident at work but no one was hurt." Well, considering I hadn't heard the news this was a little alarming. I read some articles online and texted him a couple times to get the gist of it. Having the inside story definitely gives you a different perspective of the news... that's all I'll say on that.
Anyway, I really, really, should do some essay writing... blah.
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
The usual blathering mess
Gosh, I really should post something.
Since starting school, it's always in the back of my mind. I need to do this, this, this and this.... when I have time.
I never have time. Now, I know where the expression "I wish there were more than 24 hours in a day" comes from.
B does what he can to help out, take care of the kids... he does what I ask too. I just have a hard time asking for help. I had an old friend say to me (when I mentioned this) "Didn't you always have a hard time asking for help?" I hadn't really thought that was it until he pointed it out. So, alas, I end up getting up all night with the baby, making breakfast and coffee in the morning, taking the kids to preschool, doing laundry and cleaning, doing nap time and then dinner and often shopping chores and the like too.... then, once I'm worn out and tired, I put the kids to bed and settle down to do homework (which up to this point I've been doing in 5 minute increments). There are days when... well that's literally my day. But there are also other ones where B lets me sleep in, brings me coffee and does a ton of stuff... I'm just saying that it's not like he leaves me to do it all (most of the time) but I have a hard time just..... letting him do it all.
When did I become a perfectionist? When did I become so obsessive compulsive? I re-write and edit my work neurotically.
Did I mention that my 10 month old loves apples???
Totally random I know, but as I type this I'm watching her consume her sister's cast off apple.... she goes nuts for the things... follows Kaeda around like a puppy and then just mows into it. Are they even supposed to eat apples at 10 months? I keep a close eye on her... but it seems so unfair to deny her the joy...
Anyway, my quiet period has ended. Also, I should be doing home work not blogging... LOL
Since starting school, it's always in the back of my mind. I need to do this, this, this and this.... when I have time.
I never have time. Now, I know where the expression "I wish there were more than 24 hours in a day" comes from.
B does what he can to help out, take care of the kids... he does what I ask too. I just have a hard time asking for help. I had an old friend say to me (when I mentioned this) "Didn't you always have a hard time asking for help?" I hadn't really thought that was it until he pointed it out. So, alas, I end up getting up all night with the baby, making breakfast and coffee in the morning, taking the kids to preschool, doing laundry and cleaning, doing nap time and then dinner and often shopping chores and the like too.... then, once I'm worn out and tired, I put the kids to bed and settle down to do homework (which up to this point I've been doing in 5 minute increments). There are days when... well that's literally my day. But there are also other ones where B lets me sleep in, brings me coffee and does a ton of stuff... I'm just saying that it's not like he leaves me to do it all (most of the time) but I have a hard time just..... letting him do it all.
When did I become a perfectionist? When did I become so obsessive compulsive? I re-write and edit my work neurotically.
Did I mention that my 10 month old loves apples???
Totally random I know, but as I type this I'm watching her consume her sister's cast off apple.... she goes nuts for the things... follows Kaeda around like a puppy and then just mows into it. Are they even supposed to eat apples at 10 months? I keep a close eye on her... but it seems so unfair to deny her the joy...
Anyway, my quiet period has ended. Also, I should be doing home work not blogging... LOL
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