No matter if you have no kids, 1 kid, 2 kids, 10 kids, there's times when things just sort of pile up. Pile up in not a good way, in a way when you're left feeling overwhelmed, exhausted and unaccomplished. That's me this week.
A sprained ankle=I can hardly get around + a little girl who gets into things waaay faster than I can move + teething + a little boy sensing things are not normal and behavior follows suit + no one sleeping + a husband who has hardly been around due to schedule differences + a garden that needs attention that I just haven't gotten to (I hope it survives without water-I can't hobble on one foot at water!). I've been flying solo for much of this week, which is usually fine, but with this sprained ankle, I've been given a run for my money. It happens to all of us...this feeling scattered.
But even in the midst of these crazy days, the few hours I have had my husband here, I am tempted to go get that to do list and get busy.
Which I do, some of the time.
And some of the time, I don't. Sometimes it's so peaceful watching them interact that I don't want to pull myself away.
|(I teach them to point and say 'wow'...it baffles me when they actually do.)|
|(Galloping is the best way to get from Point A to Point B for some of us.)|
My ankle will get better. My 'To do' list will get done at some point. What can't wait is watching these kids grow. The rest of this week, that's what I am going to focus on. The rest can wait.