The last month has been extremely trying. I'm not going to lie, I went to bed crying more often than I have in a long time, and woke up crying more than once. We are finally starting to get back into a rhythm now. The boys are coping much better with life, playing well with each other (you know, for their ages), and are back to their usual cycle of only occasional disobedience. We now feel like we can go out on excursions and have adventures! Life is fun again!
In times like this when it feels like everything is uphill, sometimes our Heavenly Father sends encouragement through angels that look remarkably like middle-aged women in the grocery store and old ladies at the mall. The mother with grown children who stops and says, "You've got your hands full," (I swear I hear that at least twice every time I go out) but she goes on to talk about how fast they grow and asks how we're doing in the area. The grandma who stops you to say how beautiful your children are ("He could be on tv!").
When things are going well, I hardly remember comments like these, but when it's rough, they may give you the strength to make it to nap time. And that is something.
I love how creative they can be in making up costumes in their pj's, and have fun. That's something to cherish cuz the creativity goes away, unfortunately.
ReplyDeleteAs for the drive, I remember moving from CA to IA and it took us 3 days. Hunter was 2 yrs old and I was so glad when the move from IA to CA was done in 24 hours straight.
I hope you are all recovered, and you can have a more successful trip back to UT at the end of summer, without any stomach bug going around. Ugh :(