Gratitude

This was the sunset as seen from our local soccer field a few nights ago. I took the boys there just before dinner so we could get some fresh air and a little perspective following an extremely difficult day. It worked… for me, at least.

Things have been pretty insane at our house these past two weeks, and mainly because the illness that started with Stefan and Audric spread to me and Gideon (who, thankfully, only got a mild version), and basically we haven’t gotten more than a handful of hours a sleep a night. Every night.

As you can probably imagine, this situation has created A LOT of stress and none of us have been easy to deal with. Stefan had to miss a day of work so that I could take fistfuls of meds and indulge a nap without children beating down my bedroom door. And I’ve come close to dropping off both kids at the local orphanage given how challenging they can be when sick AND tired. Go figure.

I said to Stefan that the boys like to take me right to the edge, then dangle off my neck. He said that was a scary metaphor. I said I was being diplomatic.

But things are finally starting to calm down a bit and I am eternally grateful, if only so that I can enjoy a somewhat normal night’s sleep in the near future. Then this morning I noticed that Audric’s two top teeth are popping through his gums.

Maybe he won’t notice.

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