So it’s Sunday night and I don’t feel like I had any weekend. BOO.
Yesterday morning Will and Sam were supposed to go to Vasquez Rocks. They were both SO EXCITED. And then, as they were getting ready to leave, Will threw his back out. There was no way he could drive, let alone hike or climb, so I immediately (as soon as I nursed the baby down for a nap) took Sam to the playground. We stayed for two hours and I think he had a great time, once he started having enough fun to forget his enormous disappointment. (Not long after we arrived he broke down sobbing because he had to give a little girl’s toy back. Not normal Sam behavior. Poor kid.)
I had a really, really good time with my guy. It was the nicest surprise I could ask for, to have a surprise outing with just him. So I hope you understand, when I say that I am kind of resentful about not getting the day I’d planned on, that I am not resenting Sam at all. It’s just that I was really looking forward to a quiet girls’ morning at home. I am way way WAY behind on sewing projects and I need some time to work. And I didn’t get it. And the rest of the weekend was crazy and Will was in bad shape for most of it (he’s starting to do better!) and I got almost no time for myself.
AND Grace is either cutting a tooth or having a painful growth spurt or losing her mind, so she is a little high maintenance right now. She’s not sleeping very well and she is having occasional screaming jags and I am so tired. I’ve been drinking coffee again which I know is perpetuating the trouble by making her crazier. She can’t sleep, so I don’t sleep, so I drink coffee which makes her not sleep. Oh hey, it’s just like the first 2.5 years of Sam’s life. #killmenow
I know it seems like all I do lately is complain. That’s because all I do lately is complain.
So here’s the plan: in a few days the kids and I are heading down to Cassie’s house for our yearly stay. I am going to bring projects with me and I AM GOING TO WORK ON THEM. I will take Sam swimming or to the playground every day and he can spend the rest of the time watching as many movies as he likes. Grace can chew on the cats or whatever suits her fancy.
THIS PLAN WILL WORK. Okay? And (grumble, grumble) I will give up coffee, too.