Water

Last week started seemingly great, until I realized there was no water and had to reschedule half of my work day. I haven’t been feeling super great lately. There have been lots of stomach bugs and stormy weather. Dynamics at home have been shifting, and I’ve been getting out of a rut and becoming more myself. My oldest boy is not liking summer camp anymore and wants to stay out with either Dad or me. Which is fine, the activities are geared more towards younger kids than him. The baby, Nadine, is almost sitting up on her own and figuring out how to crawl.

So far, I’ve gotten out of bed and started my day when God told me to, twice. It’s a better track record than last week, at zero. That day was so productive and chill. That morning I initiated a tough conversation with Dad to straighten out a few things on the home front. I’ve been learning, over the last six months, to advocate for myself. Although my heart was pounding the entire time, it was necessary to lift the weight in the house.

All three boys were out on a spontaneous trip to the lake this last weekend. Conveniently, they decided to go on a weekend when I worked, and I needed to have our middle boy return something to church that wasn’t his. There are many more layers to this situation, but I’m just starting to feel ok talking about it, so I’m going to let it out in little bits.

I didn’t do a lot of video recording or talking, or taking pictures. It’s been an ‘off’ couple of weeks for sure.