This weekend went by quickly. Rob didn’t make it home until 7:30 in the morning on Saturday and had to leave this morning at 2 a.m., so part of me wonders if he was even here at all or if I imagined it.
I have to be honest, I was a little bummed out this weekend. This separation between my husband and our family is starting to wear on me. I am tired. I am lonely. I am outnumbered. Mentally? I can’t even go there. Our summer has felt like a struggle where I just pray to make it from one day to the next. Sometimes in the morning I just lay there and wish I could make it stay 6:37 a.m. for a couple of hours so I could recover – or talk myself into feeling more positive about things – or just sleep. It’s not like we’re not having fun or as if everything is horrible – it’s just that most days I feel like I’m slogging through Jell-o.
Anyway. The weekend.
We had people over on Saturday and it was fun – just as I knew it would be. It was an interesting mix of people I don’t usually socialize with outside the gym so I think that’s what made the afternoon even better. I wisely invested in a sitter and she herded the combined 12 kids in and out of the pool, on and off the trampoline, in and out of the house…and probably stuck more than 45 straws into drink pouches, bless her heart.
That evening Hayden and Weston each spent the night at friends’ houses, so the next morning Rob and I decided to treat ourselves to breakfast as a family of 5.
While we were there, Eliza introduced me to the CamWow app. So weird!
On our way home we discovered that our neighboring town was hosting a farmer’s market so we made a detour. The library was selling kids’ books for 25 cents so we made a killing there. We also scored some freshly harvested honey and organic butterscotch peanut butter. Somehow Rob and I only had $20 in cash between us so I felt sort of “Little House on the Prairie”-ish as we tried to decide how to spend our money. I wish I’d taken pictures while we were there – farmer’s markets are always so colorful!
Once home, Rob took the boys to see Spiderman. The 3 youngest spent the next four hours in the pool while I watched the Crossfit Games finals (and them) from the porch. You know what? Kellan can swim! All of a sudden he figured it out and he was paddling all over the place. Eliza decided she would give him swim lessons and surprisingly, he actually listened to her. It’s moments like those that I wish would happen more often – happy children getting along and not bickering and tattling and setting my teeth on edge. Oh well, I’ll take what I can get.
Want to know what the real highlight of the weekend was? Check this out!
Boo and YA.