My Life in a Nut Shell
Friday, April 30, 2010
I will admit that this has been a trying week. I kind of liken it to being pecked to death by a baby bird. I realize that is another cliche but if it works why not go with it. I do love my job. I do love my kids. It's just that it starts from the moment I get up until I put children to bed at night. My children naturally want all my attention. Since I am the only parent in my home it is hard when they all want my attention at the same time. And then there is the classroom. They all want my attention. And on days when I am so tired, the constant pull at me wears me down.
I'm not sure what prompted me to suggest walking to our neighborhood Burger King for a field trip for the three and four year olds at my school. I think because it is Oaks Day and there is no school that made it seem like fun. My children were with my school as well and I knew they would enjoy it. So off we headed with two teachers and five parent helpers. I forgot that the kids are so young because as soon as the food was passed out everyone needed help getting things open. As we finally have a lull in things I headed over to get some napkins. A gentleman standing there says, "Are you the teacher?" and I answered yes. Then he says, "Do you think they would like some ice cream? How many kids do you have? I'l pay for every child to have ice cream." And then he did!!! He paid 47 DOLLARS for the ice cream for all 28 children. Amazing. I got his name and the company he worked for to send a thank you note. By the way the company was Steinrock Roofing and his name was Bill and his friend was Curtis. I figured I had to mention it since he so kindly offered to pay.
Even when I am feeling down and worn out by life I am constantly surprised by the blessings and kindness that abounds in this world. He really did make my day. He made all those children's day. Truly fantastic.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
I think I'm rambling now which means it is time for bed. Night all.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Damn, I sure do miss him.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Here are some pictures I'm posting to show the before of our new townhome. The girls bedrooms are set up, at least the beds. Mine too. This weekend becomes the first long weekend to really plow through everything. Some days it's a good thing I don't have a spouse. I know exactly (or almost) where everything is because I packed 99.9% of my boxes. And while I'm on the subject, this being single thing really isn't that bad. It's coming up on 5 years at the end of May. Sure, I would love some companionship but I also enjoy making all the decisions. Of course I've had many friends tell me that once you stop looking and are content with things that is when someone will pop into my(our) life. So who knows.
Anyway, here are the pics!
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
But Abby managed to perk me up this morning. She crawled in bed with me to snuggle and said, "Momma even with messy hair and bad breath I still love you."
Daggone I couldn't ask for anything more. That is true love.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
While at International Delight Night potluck supper at the girls' school, everyone was enjoying the dancer/martial artists from Brazil. Brigid was enjoying it so much that she was trying to do the same thing in the back of the gym. The lead dancer saw her and motioned for her to come up front. Brigid jumped at the chance to dance in front of the whole school. And here is the proof that Brigid is a ham! She just amazes me because as a kid I could have NEVER gotten up in front of the school like she did. Brigid just rocks!!
Friday, April 9, 2010
This has been quite a month for us. It started with the funeral for my sister. It has been a hard road to travel down. (seems I use that analogy a lot) Having that service was a fitting way to say goodbye and it felt good to see so many people there who remembered the good that was my sister. It's been hard to just jump right into things after having so recently lost her. But life does go on. It has too. And we are surviving.
During this month I found a wonderful apartment for us to live in. Actually it is a townhouse. It's an end unit and only one attached neighbor. There is a backyard patio space with a privacy fence and a side yard for the girls to play on. No one above us OR below us. There are so fantastic things about this place. It's less than 5 minutes from the girls' school. Less than 10 from my work. It's in Field's cluster so that keeps the girls there. A friend of Megan's who has been in her class for 2nd, 3rd, and 4th grade is 4 doors down. She has been over at the apartment everyday since we signed the lease. We officially move next weekend. This is a place where I know our lives will be better. I am just so happy.
I keep telling the girls (especially Megan) that we are leading a very interesting life. I think she sees her friends at school and thinks we are missing out on things. But we do so much. I have always said that I don't ever want the girls to feel like they have missed out because they are in a single parent home and or because the youngest three are triplets. They did not ask for this situation so I don't ever want them to feel left out.
I sometimes think I do a disservice to my children by doing so much with them/for them. I go without a lot to make sure they have what they need. I truly don't have much of a social life. My social life consists of taking my girls here, there, and everywhere. While filling out a questionnaire on eharmony (don't laugh, it's the only way I have the time to meet someone. I work with ALL women) I was stumped trying to come up with hobbies and what I do in my free time. What free time? I go to bed so tired I don't even remember falling asleep at night. I wonder what they are going to think as they grow up. Will they realize how much I do for them? Will they realize how hard I work everyday to give them every opportunity? Are they going to grow up thinking that a single parent home is the ideal? Because really it is not. It's hard being a single parent. Harder than anyone could imagine. I rarely get a break in the action. I am their everything because I have to be.
And yes my house is messy. I sometimes don't have the time to keep it as neat as I would like. But really at the end of the day my children aren't going to thank me for doing the dishes in the sink. They are going to thank me for reading one last story to them or holding them in my arms and telling them how much I love them. If I have to step over a few toys in the process then so be it. It doesn't make me less of a parent and doesn't mean I'm lazy. There is always tomorrow to pick up but not always tomorrow to spend time with my girls when they are young.
Bottom line is I dreamed for years of being a Mom. I didn't have my children easily. I fought tooth and nail to have them. I prayed. And God answered my prayers by blessing me with Megan, Abigail, Brigid, and Caroline.
So see? A cover of a magazine and random thoughts.
Friday, April 2, 2010
I will follow up with the rest of the goings-on tomorrow. Tonight I am heading to bed. It's been a long day full of field trips, egg hunts, egg coloring, movie-watching, and a very bad migraine.
Tomorrow? Nothing but positive. There are some surprising things in store for the Harrigan ladies!!!!1