I thought I was isolated when we moved to Alaska...far away from all my family. But until today, I didn't know the meaning of isolation.
The boys and I took Nick to the airport at 5am this morning. I have never been good at good-byes, but since we were getting ready to move, good-byes have been nearly impossible for me. So I was a little teary as I dropped Nick off at the airport. Of course, my enhanced emotional state may have something to do with the early morning hour, and the fact that I had never gone to bed the night before.
Today has been relatively calm. Once we got home, the boys fell back asleep pretty quickly and slept until 10:45am. That was nice, gave me a chance to doze in the recliner. Once I left the airport, I called Ange, because I knew she would be up at that time of day. We talked for almost two hours, and it is always such a blessing talking to her. I believe she is an angel living among us. I always feel refreshed in my spirit after talking to her.
The boys played nicely when they were awake, and the took a couple hour nap in the afternoon at the same time, giving me an opportunity to sleep as well. We had sandwiches for dinner, because I didn't feel like making a big dinner for just one and one half of us. We have had a fun evening playing on the floor and I am trying to prepare myself for bedtime. Hopefully, Joey will fall asleep quickly so I can focus on getting Baby Nick to sleep. I would try putting Baby Nick down first, but he doesn't seem to be close to ready, and I don't want Joey up any later than it already is. If I can get Joey to sleep, then Baby Nick can sleep and I can spend a few minutes putting the dishes away and picking up the toys in the living room. That way, I can start tomorrow with a clean house. Joey is really good at helping me pick up his toys, but after he picks up the toys I ask him to, he usually gets twice the amount back out while I am trying to pick up the rest. So it is easier if I just do it by myself after he's asleep.
Well, Joey is proving to me how very tired he is, so I better get him into bed. Day one down, four more to go.
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