I haven’t been in the writing mood for a little while but this afternoon inspiration simply took hold of me, so here I am.
Peace is hard to come by around here. With the questions Anthony has and Michael learning to jump off the couch I am losing dress sizes in a hurry. Being a single woman with 2 children has been easier than I thought it would though. Most days I am simply following the same steps I always have.
- Wake up.
- Get dressed.
- Feed children.
- Dress children.
- Vacuum floor.
- Clean up toys.
- Feed children again.
- Nap time.
- Play time.
- Bathe kids.
- Bathe self.
- Read a story.
- Go to bed myself.
It seems to me that life is all about the small details. I’m sure you are looking at my list and thinking, “Ohmajeeeze! Theres nothing fun in there at all!” Truth is I have plenty of fun. A smile crosses my face each time Anthony and I dance in the rain, or when Michael climbs in my lap to plant a kiss right on my nose. We laugh, we play, we argue, we function. Today Anthony had factor. He sat alone and didn’t shed a single tear. I knew in that moment that I’m not just raising
children, but rather, raising Men.
Waiting for his knock out medicine.
Michael had a minor operation on Monday. Basically his testicles didn’t descend into the sac and they moved them into the proper position. No big deal. In fact, I hear lots of boys have one or both testicles ectopic at birth. In the past 4 days he has been a joy. That is, until he caught a head cold. Colds are something I can also handle, I mean it’s not like this is my first time handing out baby Tylenol and giving snuggles but Anthony has a cold also and my husband, Sam, has pretty serious tooth pain…at the same time. What does that mean for me? Load up on the coffee and plan my mommy day for about 2 weeks from now when everyone is back to normal. Don’t get me wrong Sam is helpful, in fact he stayed up with Michael until about 3am last night so I could get some sleep. Once he finally did get to bed though Anthony was up and wanting attention. Enter 4:14am grumpy mama. Oh you want juice? I’d like a full nights rest!! But I get him his juice, send him to the bathroom, check the fever and tuck him back in hoping everyone sleeps until 2pm the following day. Wishful thinking and it didn’t come true. Michael woke up in a very needy mood. I can only snuggle one of you at a time guys!
So I’ve decided that I’m going to do a bit of pre-planning in the future.
Mama’s need to be a little selfish sometimes. I have joined a virtual book club, nothing serious, just a book a month and I’m going to set aside at least 2 days a month to do something for me-alone. No cooking dinner, no giving baths, no driving anyone to anything, no working, no studying, just mama’s day to be Sarah. I don’t know what exactly I’ll do on those days; maybe sit in the library and read or go catch a movie. As important as our date nights are and as much as I love having a family day out somewhere everyone needs a moment to be alone. Taking care of myself makes me able to take care of my family and unless I really try to schedule that time I end up spending the day on the couch watching Thomas the Tank Engine between loads of laundry.
I’ve also been toying around with the idea of planning a meetup for us hemo moms. Outside of the events relating to our community. Maybe a halfway point where we can get the kids together and get to know each other besides over the internet. Now since I don’t have money for a serious vacation except once in a blue moon this will have to be limited to people in the Central/North Florida regions. Let me know what you guys think! As always you can reach me via email; email@example.com on facebook or on here.
Today has been extra super awesome. I wasn’t expecting to recieve so much support so quickly, then I again I’ve never really asked for any before. Thanks to everyone for sharing our story and getting the message out there. I know that one day when Anthony is older and I tell him how much everyone cared for him he will be blown away the same way that I am. Special thanks to my grandmother Bess. I’ve never met her before but today she gave me soemthing I wasn’t able to give myself. Hope that maybe I can finally trace the disease backwards in a family I’ve never met. Maybe I can find out where we came from and be connected with other families we were at one time related to. This is of course a wishful thought but she’s given me hope and I could never ask for more than that.
On another note Anthony got his first mohawk today!!! And he looks so b.a with it. We spiked it up and he’s been running around for the last few hours looking punk rock.
As an ode to my fading childhood we are making butterbeer. I’m so excited…and feeling slightly nerdy but all the same I’m a happy mommy. We also finished up our newborn photos of baby Michael, Anthony was a great big brother and did all that we asked him to do to make the pictures truly special.