How was your week?
Hopefully all of my American readers had a great holiday.
I know we did.
You know how I can tell? Everyone could have realistically gone to bed at 8pm tonight.
I took pictures of the good stuff this week.
But behind the good, there was some very hard stuff.
I’d like to say I am facing all of these challenges and emotions with remarkable aplomb.
I’d like to say I am proud of how I am handling it all.
But I am not.
I’m not sure what to do other than just keep breathing.
This week was the height of our transition.
There was a lot of push and pull.
I was looking through my Instagram feed and I realized it looks like this week was SO MUCH FUN.
But that was just what I took pictures of.
In between there was a lot of frustration.
And questions (from the boys AND me) about when they can go back to daycare.
The truth of the photos is that we found fun.
The untruth of the pictures is that there was a lot of tension and stress and time outs around the fun.
That is parenthood, though, right?
We’ll get there.
It is JUNE and it is SUMMER.
I will admit that there were parts of the week that felt stressful and I definitely battled with some anxiety.
The boys and I have NOT found our groove yet, but we will.
Cortney reminded me that this is just the transition. It will be Ok.
And it will.
I mean, we have perfect weather this week, and this is just transition?
I’ll take it.
Well, well, well.
There you are, summer.
School is out.
I repeat: SCHOOL IS OUT.
More lasts, which lead to more firsts.
“Tis the life of a parent and teacher.
And just like that I am on the cusp of my last week of school.
Summer, I see you.
This week was a killer.
Not because it was so busy, but because all my feelings leaked out of my eyes.
May is a tricky month because not only is it filled with busy, but it always brings the end of something too.
Lasts were everywhere this week.
And we face some more lasts this coming week.
We also got lots of good news this week:
Eddie is going to our first choice of elementary schools in the fall for Kindergarten,
and I get to go to BlogHer ’14 in July!!!
Happy Mother’s Day!
I was going to write a post.
And then I didn’t.
I was going to buy meaningful cards for our mothers.
And then I didn’t.
I was going to go with Cort and the boys to all the moms to deliver their Mother’s Day flowers.
And then I didn’t.
I’m batting 1000 here, people. For the wrong team.
The truth is, I don’t’ know if I am coming or going lately.
But this is what our week looked like when I managed to think about taking pictures of it:
We were busy with Tulip Time this week and then Friday to Saturday I was in our state capital to work on some Common Core Training.
This coming week is the last week of school for seniors in our district which means I will run myself ragged getting grades done.
Next weekend we have deliberately left open so we can actually spend time as a family.
I miss my family.
I am honored to once again be part of Postpartum Progress’s Mother’s Day Rally. This year marks four years since my own diagnosis. This rally, which I found just a couple short months after my diagnosis, saved me. They helped me know I was not alone. My letter goes live at 6pm est, but it’s just one of many. Treat yourself this mother’s day to some uplifting reading.
Holy moly this week was jam-packed!
Every May is like this, but I think each year it’s a little more crazy.
I’m not sure it’s because the kids are getting older or what, but it zips by!
Not pictured was Cort’s “Brews and Bros.” night, Dinner with my family for my dad’s birthday, Cortney’s bowling awards banquet, and my entire trip to Chicago.
You can see the pictures from my trip here. Or wait until tomorrow to read all about it.
Now if you’ll excuse me, my email inboxes are bursting, I have laundry to do, and I have another three blog posts to write.
And that doesn’t include all the school work and other writing due.
Oh, May. You so crazy.