A different Perspective

It was a long week. It started, unfortunately, with being called into work on a busy, crazy night. Extra help was necessary, but that doesn't mean I was glad to work extra...every extra hour away from my family is hard. They are growing up so fast, and I resent having precious time taken from them. Especially since I've learned that even when I've had to be at work more than "normal", I still have to take time for "me" in order to be a good wife and mother.

Monday was turned into a "recovery day" instead of a day off. I had big plans for some organizing, and even though I was exhausted, I still got Talia's room all cleaned and organized again (an hour later, the toys were all across her floor again, but at least the floor got vacuumed). I kind of crashed later that day...only to have to supervise Kyle finishing up the last minute things for his state report. For what seemed like 20 hours. Let's just say I'm praying that he is like me, and starts taking responsibility for his own projects soon. It seems to me like after my 5th grade year, I got better and better at keeping track of things on my own, and by 7th grade things were better. Mostly. I just don't want it to be a constant fight anymore....

Wednesday, of course was the amazing birth of my new niece. That about tops the scale of wonderful...there's just something about the birth of a baby. It's a slice of heaven to hold...(and I know that sounds sappy, but it's really the only way I could describe it).

From March 2010

Thursday and Friday were work again. Busy, crazy, work.

Saturday Night I got together with some girlfriends to eat, play cards, and talk. It was a really fun night, and I stayed out late. I should know better...

Sundays are hard enough for me, add that to a lack of adequate sleep...
Sunday afternoon I found myself grumpy, tired, frustrated, and irritable. It was too late for me to take a nap if I wanted any sleep in the night(that's the bad thing about training your body to stay up til 3:30 in the morning with an hour nap in the afternoon). We put Talia down for a nap, Cole laid down for awhile too...We let the boys have a little playstation time, and I went for a walk.

I walked around the various neighborhoods in my area. I took my ipod for mood music, and my camera to possibly capture a different perspective.

From March 2010

From March 2010

After walking for over an hour, I found myself a little less irritable, and more in control of my temper. I came home, woke Talia, and took her into the backyard. The boys shortly joined us, and the kids all played together for a good 2 hours, on the tramp and on the swings.

From March 2010

There's just something about watching your children playing together...not in perfect harmony, but in love and caring, that's totally uplifting.