Getting up this morning at 6:45 felt very foreign after our long Christmas break.
It felt very, very bad.
I heart sleep.
We got our new year started with one very feverish, pukey boy in the house. It seems we have acquired a target on our backs for stomach bugs this season. Thankfully it seems to have passed quickly.
Here's hoping it doesn't spread! So far, so good.
I haven't done any resolution-ing yet.
I can't look ahead at this year of 2011 without thinking about how often Josh will be gone, and I'd rather bury my head in the sand.
I did the math.
Approximately 190 days of this year, I will be without my main squeeze. That's 52% of the year.
And those are my optimistic, glass is half-full, numbers.
If I wanted to be pessimistic, I would also include the first 90 days of 2012 in my calculations, because he will be gone then as well.
But I wont.
One year at a time, no?
At first I was thinking that a resolution of survival might be in order.
But then I thought more about it and decided that I should resolve to do more than survive. After all, that's half a year of my children's lives that I can't get back. I should make the most of it and enjoy them. Even when I'm the only one to give baths.
And put them to bed.
And make their breakfast.
And wipe bottoms.
You get the drift.
So this year I do believe I will resolve to enjoy my time with Alex and Derek, making the most of this year in which they will turn 6 and 4, and let my husband know that it's okay for him to go do his job, because things are going to be just fine here at home.
Look at that, I've done some resolution-ing after all!
And soon I will be back with a sign-up sheet for you all to chip-in and help me out in 2011.
Start thinking now about the areas in which you would like to help:
-Availability for Venting
-Freezer Patrol (to keep me from overstocking ice cream)
-Frequent blog commenting (I'll need the adult interaction)
I think that about covers it. I'll send that out once the long trips get closer.