What a dramatic title and I am, of course, flippant ;) Once I came home and saw that status of the house it renewed my will to live so my children will not get lost in the house should I meet my demise. To his credit, Lars made the kitchen good, kept the kids happy, but the rest of the house took a turn for the worse. Given that the house was VERY clean, PARTY clean just Sunday it actually is mostly just surface stuff that I can (and will) tidy over the next day or so and we should be back to status quo.
The trip was a crazy mix of good and bad. Fiona was sick the whole time and I started Saturday morning with a bang when Fiona puked in my hair. It was my hope that since I was puked on early it would mean we had our sacrifice to the puke god so nobody else would have to succumb during the bachelorette party. One way or another no other puke happened that day so that was good.
I’m still sleep deprived… Fiona between sickness and new place woke up way too much and early so I never got more then a few hours and then add in a party that I didn’t even get home until 3am and it was a tired weekend. Given how tired I was the extra strife that is just part of any group party sat less well then ever but I did my best to not over react. Fortunately everything else was really good to balance it out and the NYC portion of the weekend was awesome. Last night I got woken up at 3am with a sad Zoe and then 6am by an awake Fiona so I’m still in zombie land so this post is more a place keeper until I can do justice to the pictures. Today was stressed on top of sleepy because we needed one last tax thing and since I was away until last night at 10pm this morning was the scramble to comb closing documents to find what we needed. It was worth it because we got a very nice return! This day/weekend/week/month is just full of extremes – I’m ready for some average for a bit.
I have no idea what to do about Easter… I’ll think about that tomorrow. I do know I’m running my first 5k of the season on saturday and they will reward me with a big cup of chocolate, that is my kind of race ;)
I held it together so well for the whole party but now I have a skull full of mush. The late night and early morning did not help much either….. We ate that tall cake at 8pm when Niamh got home from Karate so bedtime for 2 little girls was far later than normal. I have her birth time, 10:06, programmed into my phone (all the kids birthtimes actually) and I expected to hear that harp-music while sipping something adult and watching something on TV. I ended up hearing it while Niamh was reading me a book (from grandma). Even though it was 1.5 hours past bedtime I like that she was really really reading just 6 short years after her birth.
Today is the normal mill of things – library, bake the bread, fold the laundry, sing and rhyme and dance and make that semi educational but I also have to figure out how to best make my absence for 4 days a minimal impact. Should I prepack lunches? I don’t want to insult Lars’s parenting but we are a team and it is hard to remember all the things. I’m also trying to figure out what to bring with me and when to pack it because the days are racing along. The result; applesauce brain.
I need to just go start at the beginning and go through the things. It will be fine I’m sure but I would not expect too many words from me over the next day or two!
Lars is back, thank goodness. Fiona was sure he was in his office and kept trying to go find him. We did FaceTime but it just is not the same. He had a wholly un-fun time but at least the weather was nice. Funerals are just not fun affairs but this one included a few more un-fun elements then normal so although he is home he needs a vacation from the vacation.
On the bright side, while he was gone my mom was here. They are not substitutes for each other but it was great to have my mom around and the kids loved having her too. She is a great reader and listener to reading and always had time and a lap for a granddaughter and that is a very good thing while I was managing all the continuation of life solo. The travel exchange worked as planned, Lars arrived at 1 and Mom left at 3 so for 2 hours we hung out at the Mall of America. Mom was amused by the rides and general fun and Lars was buoyed up by doing something easy and fun with his girls. We all left when we had to bring mom to catch her plane because everyone was tired.
On the dark side, it was a hard week with interrupted sleep and I had trouble maintaining 2 thoughts at the same time much less good patience for the random nonsense of 3 little girls. They are just like other kids I’m sure with the picking at each other, putting things in their mouth, disagreeing and correcting me… and usually I can handle it but my tolerance is proportional to my level of sleep. I will hope that tonight will be normal and tomorrow will be a fresh week with nothing out of the ordinary for 4 days.
On a complete tangent; Fiona is getting on board with the potty training. I am well aware this is going to be a long process since she is currently too short to even get on a toilet, she does go when we put her on the potty. She can’t hold it in-between but she seems interested in sitting when I suggest it. Her language is improving daily and today she actually told me she had to go and I call that a very good sign. I need to make a goal date, maybe summer? Lets see how this week goes but I won’t be sad to be done with my constant nearly 6 year relationship with huggies.
To finish it up, here are a few other pictures from the week
It was a good visit with my mom but at the same time a few days I missed Lars. Cheers to a new week.
This is my warning that I will be posting more pictures and less words because I have a jam packed few days coming up.
Tonight at 11pm my mom will arrive – before that point I will be doing ‘all the cleaning’… Fortunately it isn’t so bad, and, the kids have swim lessons so I have some time.
Tomorrow, weather pending, mom and I are going skiing! Post skiing will be family time and general fun having by all.
Thursday at OMGtoo-early I bring Lars to the airport and then we have a normalish busy day with a meetup and naps and grocery etc.
Friday we are giving Niamh the day off school and doing something fun with grandma for the day. We have not quite decided what.
Saturday; fun continues. We have a few options of what to do and weather will be a variable so we will probably figure that out on Saturday.
Sunday; Adult exchange time. Lars arrives back at 1 and mom leaves at 4 so in the middle we will hit the mall for some rides.
It was dumb luck that I have an extra adult coming just as Lars is leaving making life so much more simple what with the feeding and naps required by all….
Given all this extra ‘stuff’ I also need to find time to do the regular things like my contracted social media time and folding laundry so blogging here will be pictures only for the next few days. To make it up, I’ll try and make them good pictures :)
We are home again and in the strange time-warp of coming home at an odd time during a holiday week. Usually we are in NY until NewYear so I always mentally say good-bye to the MN year before we leave but this year we got home with 2 days to spare. It was good to have these days to unwind and sleep a bit and get back on track, but, we have zero New Years plans because we are never here that day. Given the 3 under 6 crowd I don’t think we would have really planned anything but as of now (5:30 NYE) the plan is to play some games, eat dinner, experiment with Keurig drinks, watch a family movie and hopefully have a nice time at home. The normal swim lesson and workout for a normal Tuesday is out the window.
Taking one step back, to any who were wondering the return flight was highly uneventful. We got there in plenty of time. Suncountry is in an international terminal of JFK so it was us, those going to South Africa and those going to the Middle East – you can guess who was the minority in that place. Big positive; Hummus! The girls feasted on hummus and declared it way better then McDonalds. It was a full flight but the nice Indian man who sat next to us was extremely nice. He thought Fiona was a baby goddess and said he missed having people fall asleep on him since he is used to Inda level crowd and for any that don’t know, that makes a normal cramped airplane seem perfectly acceptable. Another cultural difference; I asked if he had kids and he said “No! I’m only 35… maybe in a few years”. I didn’t tell him I was younger but age is pretty relative and culture is pretty strong and I wish him well on his quest for a wife (in a few years when he goes back to India per plan). I really do like meeting people on airplanes, just like Fight Club says, it is a nice little mini friendship.
We came home to a clean house thanks to cleaning mania before we left but in no time we made it look like 67 kids lived here. Returning on a Sunday was odd but then we swapped daycare days and Niamh is still on vacation so I’m constantly wondering what day it is. I remind myself that today is Tuesday even though I did no Tuesday things and quite a few Monday things…. whatever… at some point it will be the weekend and next week will get back to ‘normal’.
No time tonight for an introspective of 2013 – I have kid dinner to referee and then hopefully a beer in the hot tub to ring in the new year.
All the best to all of you – see you in 2014 (except for my friends in Australia that are there already ;)