Last week was soooo looonnggggg…..I wasn’t sure it was EVER going to end.
Alas, it did, and the weekend came, but…so did another Monday. So here we are again.
Sam has been super supportive with the babes. Getting them ready for school, taking them to school, picking them both up, making dinner, helping with homework, baths, and then to do it again the next day. He still had his own work life, still made it to the gym everyday and when I say “made dinner”…he made from scratch. I couldn’t ask for anything more in a partner. He appreciates and respects my parenting style and really cares about all of us…even the cat.
So the weekend came (and gone as we established above), but let’s backtrack to Sunday. Mother’s Day. My daughter’s are too far apart to like the same things. One like’s Mine Craft and the other wants to watch Star Wars and drink juice every chance she gets.
On Sunday, we managed to get out of the house and go to the beach. It was Lilliana’s first time ever, and it was the first time I had taken Emoree since she was a toddler (in the Gulf Coast).
There we are..as a family…on the beach.
The sun wasn’t quite out, so it was a bit gloomy and chilly.
There were small familiarities, but this visit to the beach was nothing like I had ever experienced. My daughter’s laughed in a way I hadn’t heard them laugh before. Sam was having a good time and for the first time in a long time, I wasn’t afraid something could go wrong. I silently thanked the ocean for allowing us to visit, and then we went home. We washed up, ate an early dinner and sat down to watch some television.
So why is my Monday a grumpy one? I don’t know. I can tell you this….I’m allowed to have a grumpy Monday, and so are you!