heathrowga: (rare family picture)
This morning was picture day at Amelia's preschool. I was hoping to have a good night's sleep so I could be zen mommy while getting her dressed and coaxing her hair into a straight part. (Ladies, I have never had straight hair. I am learning this stuff on the fly!)

Katie woke up every 2 hours or so throughout the night, and was up for good at 4 A.M..  I turned on something (I hope it was child appropriate. Otherwise, porn is sounding a lot like the Higglytown Heroes.) and let her wander the bedroom while I fitfully dozed. She did not appreciate this. She pushed a full bin of Duplo blocks into my bedroom and proceeded to crash them together right next to my ear. EVIL.

Amelia woke up at her normal 6:15.  She crawled into bed next to me and talked nicely to me.  At 7, I jumped in the shower. Katie followed me into the bathroom and proceeded to scream at the shower door while I quickly cleaned up.

We finally got out of the house and dropped off Ms. A. Katie conked out in the car, and I overcame my urge to crank up some Ministry to keep her awake like she did me. ;)  I did manage to hit Joann's and Michael's to pick up various craft bits.  I'm the "Craft Mom" for the Halloween party at the preschool.  Whee?!

The rain picked up right as I hit the Spurill Green Market in Dunwoody. There was an extra CSA box available, so I grabbed it. I'm a little embarrassed to say that I don't recognize all of the produce I purchased. I know that I have basil, Swiss Chard, arugula, and radishes in there, but there is another bunch or two of greens that I just don't grok in their natural form. I may have to post pictures tomorrow morning and have you all help me!

Everyone got a good nap in this afternoon.  I was planning on trying to do stuff while the girls were asleep, but my body made it very clear to me that the best option was Sleep Now.

Tonight's gourmet meal was spaghetti with Prego Organic Tomato and Basil sauce. I'm so ashamed - I didn't even doctor it up.  I always doctor it!  However, the girls ate it happily, and Amelia asked for seconds. That's one of the few meals we've had since Tom was gone that the girls actually ate. (Spaghetti is one of their faves, so they're getting it more often than I would normally serve it.)

While I was collecting the garbage and changing cat litter boxes, my back twinged. I promptly stopped what I was doing and took medication. I don't mess around with back pain.

3 more sleeps until Tom will be back! 


Oct. 11th, 2007 08:48 am
heathrowga: (Default)
Tom has been away for five days now, and I'm missing him something fierce. Besides having my best friend by my side, it's hard to keep everything running while A constantly asks/whines where Daddy is. She'll tell anyone who listens that Daddy is in London, China (She heard us discussing a Chinese restaurant a couple of weeks ago, and she's convinced Tom is in China).  However, she keeps asking me where he is.  I understand the why of it, but it does grate after a while.

The evenings are especially hard. I didn't realize how much I would miss eating with another adult. The kids don't really appreciate cooking, so I have a hard time getting in the mood.  While Tom's gone, I think I'll keep going with simpler meals.  I see a lot of spaghetti in my future.

Once I've run the dinner/bath/book/bed marathon, I come back downstairs to a little too much quiet. Oh, yeah, a wrecked house is also waiting for me. So by the time I have a few minutes of me time, then I spend an hour cleaning up. Then I just zombify on the couch for a bit.

I hope to get to the Y this morning and maybe, just maybe, get in 20 minutes of work out time. Amelia has her OT appointment this afternoon, then I think we'll hit a fine dining establishment with a play place. :D

Friday is going to be rough - no preschool, due to a teacher's workday. Amelia will be missing school, so I'll have to figure out something to do. Currently, I'm going to try to go to the Y in the morning with the girls, and hit a park in the afternoon.

The weekend is wide open. I should reach out to one of my friends who have told me to call them, damn it, to do something. I've just been in a funk since Tom left, and I can't quite snap out of it. I'm cattywampus.  There are oodles of fall festivals going on, but the idea of taking them out to a big thing like that is overwhelming. Amelia will want to check out every potty within a 5 mile radius, and Katie is a Runner.  It's easier to take them to confined areas versus trying to run in two directions at all times.

 I can't believe it's only the 11th. The 27th is too far away. I have no idea how single parents do it.
heathrowga: (Default)
I slept quite poorly last night. I had grand plans to get lots of little things done around the house.  Heh.

I ended up ordering pizza for last night's dinner. I just couldn't get into cooking. The kids are annoyed with me that I besmirched the pizza with veggies. They responded by eating around the veggies.  Oh, well. More for me for lunches. :)

Bath and bed time wasn't too bad. Amelia asked a few times where T was, but remembered when I told her he was on a business trip.I only had to go upstairs one time after they were "down" to attend to their needs ("I want more water", "I want another story", "Are you going on a business trip?")

Once they were down, it felt like my oomph dissipated. I did manage to get the dishwasher loaded, counters cleaned, and went through our mail mountain. I kept meaning to go to sleep, but the idea of going upstairs and getting into an empty bed was just disheartening. I kept checking in on the Delta website until his flight landed.  It helped me feel better.

I finally went upstairs at 2, but I couldn't fall asleep until almost 3 A.M.. Amelia woke up at her normal 6:30, so I tucked her into bed next to me and put on the dulcet tones of PBS.  If you think I'm a bad mom for that, you should my other tricks. :)

We'll get motivated here in the house soon. Amelia has preschool, and Katie and I will find something to do. I'm not going to sleep while they nap this afternoon, because my sleep schedule has been wonky for a week. I've been pretty anxious.

Tom called about 20 minutes ago.  The poor guy is zombified; he only got a few hours of sleep on the plane. He's at the office, and the others that went on the trip are all in the same condition. He took his narcolepsy medication, but his exhaustion is overriding the effects of the medication. I hate that he feels so wonky. He's so concerned about people looking down on him for his condition. :(
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Tom's flight leaves in an hour. Thanks to Delta, I can watch his flight progress online, which is nifty and allows me to feel closer to him in some way.  I've had a very hard time sleeping in the last week, so I appreciate Tom letting me sleep in until 10 both mornings.  We've spent the weekend just trying to be together and not focusing on the fact that he's going to be away. Last night, he read Amelia a book about a daddy going away on a business trip. My eyes kept leaking while he read it to her.

I should have gone out for a haircut and a pedicure while I had the chance this weekend, but I wanted to just be with him. I did go away for a workout at the Y (10 minutes treadmill, 20 minutes recumbent bike, 10 minutes swimming).  I got to use the showers there so I didn't stink up my car too badly. ;)

I've made the calendar so Amelia can see how many days until he returns.  I'd take a picture of it, but Tom took the digital camera with him to London. I plan on purchasing another this week, so I can keep myself busy taking photos of the girls.  I'm going to aim for a camera in the $150 range, which won't be fabulous, but it'll probably do just fine.

I'm not really into talking on the phone today. So if you call, don't take it personally if I don't answer. I'm just trying to keep myself upbeat for the girls, and I fear that a question like "How are you holding up?" would cause my eyes to overflow a bit.

I just put a batch of apple-cinnamon muffins in the oven.  It's my first time baking them with this recipe, so I hope they're yummy.  (I used some of the apples from the peck we picked last weekend.)  The word "peck" is awfully amusing to me. ;)
heathrowga: (worries)
Tom is leaving on Sunday and he'll be gone til the 27th.  I'm sleeping poorly in anticipation of his departure. I'm going to miss Tom so much. Since we moved in together in 2001, we've only spent the night apart a few times (due to an overnight business trip or me giving birth to children). We rely upon each other being there, so his absence is going to be rough.

Amelia knows he is leaving on Sunday, and seems okay with it now. I know that once he is actually gone, we'll be facing a different situation.  God grant me the strength to not run screaming into the night.  I'm going to put a count-down calendar on the wall where we can count down to his return. Tom will call home once a night to talk to us.  He's also promised to send home fun postcards for Amelia and Katie. And while I know he's going to squeeze in some fun and sightseeing in London, he's promised to not tell me about it until he's home. ;)

This week, I've made it to the Y twice (I did 47 minutes of cardio yesterday, and Monday was my personal coach session).  I'm dressed up in my workout clothes right now, so I should make it to the Y this morning after I run a quick errand. (I figure if I leave the house dressed for the gym, I have a higher chance of actually going! :) )   I should have enough time to do a nice cardio session before Katie tries to break out of the Y's childcare in absolute misery.  She's so over strangers that she doesn't allow anyone in the childcare to pick her up.  I hope she adjusts soon.  


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