When there is four kids and two grownups, you’re outnumbered. Two weeks have flown by and I’m not sure who that guy is over there that makes us breakfast and sometimes holds my babies for me while I cook dinner or take a shower.
I’m finding there is always some issue with the kids. One of them is talking back, the other thinks its okay to pack a lunch and also grab something ala carte from the school menu. It takes a lot of mental energy to keep on top of things and sadly, I’ve found that although Jason and I are talking, what we’re saying is only needed information. “Did you give Noah lunch money?” “Have you called so-and-so?” “How’s the job hunt going?” Sprinkle in a few “I love you” or kissy face texts and we’re still married, but the connection is wavering.
We went on a weekend trip to Gatlinburg recently with just us and Henry and it was wonderful. We had fun and were reminded that we still liked each other. It’s so easy to get bogged down with the day to day stuff that we forget to plan for us. We can’t take a big trip like that very often. but I’d settle for a walk around the park without interruptions. I’m trying hard to hold on to the memory of our Gatlinburg trip, but I know we have to be more vigilant about taking care of us or when the kids are grown there won’t be an us and we will have survived these crazy years for nothing.
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