Whew…..I don’t even know how long it has been since I have been here. My apologizes, I know you have all been eagerly awaiting my next insightful and clever post. Or...not. You know the kind of week where the only transactions on your debit card are McDonalds, KFC, Taco Bell and Quick care? Ya…that has been my life the last two weeks. Last week my husband was literally gone every evening of the week and then all weekend. We have also all been sick. 4 trips to quick care and one call to a doctor in one week…not bad?? The
good news reality is that 3 out of 4 of us are on antibiotics now, so….just as surely as there will be snow in the valley tonight, we should all be on the mend. And, in case you were wondering we are packing up our little ones and my amazingly brave sister to head to the mountains for a weekend retreat with our teens! …and next week is Thanksgiving. And then The Living Christmas Tree…if I am still functioning by then.
This all brings up a good point. How do you balance all the “stuff” of life and still stay sane? That’s not a rhetorical question…I really need to know. What usually happens to me is that we go, go, go…until we get sick, (please note this is the stage we are in right now) and then I usually completely lose my marbles and have a mental breakdown requiring lots of retail therapy and a night away with my husband so that I can be reminded yet again that I am the most important thing in his life. Is there a way to manage it better BEFORE we get to that point? I guess the first step is awareness…and believe me sistas..I.am.aware!
I figured out something that was pretty big for me last week. I realized it isn’t so much that I hate it when my husband is gone, it’s more that I just want some recognition for the part I play in him being ABLE to be gone. Ok, seriously, reading that makes me sound really selfish. I guess if we are being honest it is a really selfish thing, but…it’s how I feel. It is raw. It is the truth. And it sucks. Last Sunday I was dropping of the youngest of our boys in the nursery and the sweet nursery attendant said “oh..I have never even met him, he is so sweet!” She continued (to my son) “you look like such a happy baby, that’s so great because I know your daddy is busy and your mommy probably does most of the work.” THANK YOU! While obviously that isn’t true...I don’t do most of the work…all the time, it still was nice to hear that from someone else. Maybe she was just spouting off words, but they were words that I needed to hear. Someone realized I have been working hard to make a way for my husband to be at all these “things”. On Monday I finally broke down and told my husband “all I want is a simple thank you”. I’m not asking for a new car (although I would take a Tribeca if anyone out there is feeling the spirit lead in that direction) I am not asking for a trip to Maui (although…ya know) I am not even asking for a bouquet of flowers. Just a simple “thank you” will do.
Do you ever feel that way? Sometimes it seems like it is all about our husbands jobs and there is little recognition for the people who logistically make it possible for him. So, to you my Sister in Christ…THANK YOU! You are loved, even when you don’t feel like it!
Woops...there goes my alarm for my next dose of meds...cough cough cough.