Good morning, friends.
This moment right now, where I am sitting on the couch with my laptop on my lap and my red coffee mug not too far away? This moment for me, IT IS PEACE.
Yesterday, Brian left for a five day business trip to LA, leaving me home with Anna, Noah and Elijah. Alone. For five days. You remember, Elijah, right? The newborn? Yes, him.
He’s a handful, friends. I’m not going to come here and complain about how difficult yesterday was because BOOOWHOWANTSTOHEARIT? Instead, I’m going to tell you how much I love this moment right now. The sun is shining, I showered! Yesterday I vacuumed! (and woke the baby because of it, but still!) And my two older children? They are the best.
I still wonder why my husband goes on business trips and his company is like “here, take our card, order food, drink wine, have room service, make sure housekeeping comes in and cleans up after you and make sure you sleep well on that big, warm, over-priced, comfortable bed.”
While I’m at home flying solo with three kids, not sleeping, eating cold macaroni and cheese while trying to find the time to clean the toilets. How about he gets the macaroni and cheese and his company sends me a babysitter, a chef and a housekeeper to help me out while he’s away. It’s all so backwards, don’t you think?
(I promise you, I’m not bitter at Brian, I’M JUST SAYIN’, OKAY?!) (and I’ve said this to him and he laughs! and he better agree….)
Obviously, I only have a few moments to spend here, which are now almost over. My neighborhood is having it’s annual garage sale this weekend, so Eli and I are going to peruse the goods and get some fresh air. Because it’s sunny outside. Not raining. And not forty degrees.
It’s good stuff.
And even though these next 4,231 hours (okay, maybe a little bit less than that) are sure to be a million times more chaotic than this moment is right now, I’ll remember this moment and be grateful for it.
I’ll be grateful for a lot, actually.