in a bribe to get Becka to start blogging again. But I didn't have to. Better luck next time Becka. For some reason I frown deeply when I discover my favorite bloggy people haven't blogged yet today. Even though I see most of you often in real life, and many of you online in other places, I still need that blog fix.
New Year was ushered in with 30+mph winds that make me feel like the 3 little pigs. It was also ushered in by freezing cold (my house is old and despite our best efforts, drafty) and a snotty nosed baby who screamed and screamed rather than snored and snored. In turn, new year was ushered in by a cranky mama po'd at the world because she was not sleeping but rather carrying around a small screaming baby while the world slept. I hope our whole year does not follow suit.
This whole mama gets up when the kids do and mama goes to bed when the last kid does and mama does dishes while the whole house naps garbage has got to stop. Dh and Oak are still sleeping. Dh because he's a lazy bum. Oak because he was up all night. I got a grand 4 hours of sleep last night because Oak was up and here I am, hoping coffee can sustain me and keep me from strangling the last tenderness and love out of dh.
All I can figure is that he is going through the grieving process of the Vas just like me, but we're at different points and express our grief in different ways. I'm practically begging for some connection with him and getting "I'll try" to each suggestion or request I make for reconnecting. He goes back to work tomorrow and I'm bummed that he/we wasted all this time off mostly arguing and being annoyed with each other. I just don't get it. We're usually much more connected than this. I don't understand his sudden withdrawl from me. I've been bitchy before and not driven him away so that's not it I don't think (lol). It's got to do with the surgery, only he's not talking. Oh well, I guess all I can do is keep trying, try to be patient, and wait huh?
The kids are flat out running through the house like little balls of energy. They've got to get out. I wonder if I could convince dh to go with me today to the mall or something, just to let them run and play. I doubt it.
Finn is so typical boy. He wants an apple. I stare at him like "then get an apple". He opens the fridge, stares blankly for half a second, closes the fridge, and says "I can't find them". Sigh.
Happy New Year everyone. I hope each and every one of you find blessings abound this coming year and for every year after that.
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