Last Sunday I woke up with a headache. I didn’t have time to eat before church so I thought I was just dehydrated. Long story short, ended up being a migraine or something similar. I have never experienced one before, and it sucked! It was so painful. I was nauseated and the intensity wouldn’t subside. I had to go to bed because I was worthless. My sweet husband took the reigns for the night and allowed me to try and heal. He stayed and worked from home the next day to make sure I was functional. I got better, and hope to not have to experience that EVER again!
Then a few nights later I mentioned to my hubs, I would LOVE to just have a full nights rest without interruption. I truly wasn’t insinuating anything to him but he quickly jumped with a response, “Okay, switch me sides of the bed!” I was dumbfounded. I mean not really, because yes my husband IS that amazing, but dumbfounded he really would do it, and do it THAT night! So that was a fabulous night if you can imagine (minus the disturbance from my three year old). Of course it couldn’t have been a perfect night ;) lol.
So yay for one good day in the mix, because it goes downhill after that. The next week is seriously a blur. Between my insane injury and Landon’s insane work hours, I’m ready to just completely forget it all anyways!
Landon has been called into work almost every night this past week. And TWO of them he didn’t even return! With growth comes chaos. He is exhausted and I feel so bad for him. His absence leaves me playing single mom which makes me exhausted! I’m also dealing with a random excruciating painful injury. I stretched. Yep, I did the typical morning arm stretch and became paralyzed. I thought I might have ripped a muscle but now I think it’s nerve damage. I get these rocket blasts of pain shooting up my neck, or down my arm, or in my shoulder. It has been so awful and so painful. Once again, hubby was to the rescue and took another day to work at home and help with Bryelle because I couldn’t even hold her. He forced me to take some Vicodin we had in the cupboard, and that SAVED my life (besides my superhero husbands help). Anyways, there are still residual effects, and to top it off, we’ve had FOUR SNOW DAYS in the mix too.
So, whiney pants me is sitting here thinking of all the negative and stressful things happening because they are apparent and abundant. Today was loooong. Trying to entertain the kids all day, cleaning up mess after mess, stopping the bickering, making meals, holding the fussing baby, and maintaining sanity through it all knowing dad wasn't returning home from work, just wasn’t happening. I was on empty and as hard as I tried to self talk my mind into FINDING JOY in the moment, or just “letting go” of the serious pig sty of a house…it was too much to ask. It just wasn’t my day.
But the kids are in bed now, the house is quiet, and I’m trying to reboot my head and find another gear because I don’t like the one I’m in. I hate the negativity and the pressure I feel in this gear. I know it’s up to me to make the switch and so I’ll self talk myself a little more, remember perspective, get on my knees and thank my Heavenly Father once again that I’m so thankful these hoodlums are in my life because I couldn’t image my life any other way, and then plop my head on the pillow and pray for a good nights rest. At least for another hour before Bryelle wants to eat :)
So before I go dig my pillow case out of the mountain of laundry, here are some cute pics of the day to remind me to focus on the good and remind me why I am so blessed!! There is always always something to be thankful for!
Smiles inbetween the cries...
Creativity among the messes...
Quiet moments amidst the chaos...
Life is to be enjoyed, not just endured.