Week One

Well, all our stuff is in our new apartment, there are clothes in the closets, dishes in the cupboards, and books on the bookshelf, so why don't I feel moved in yet?
As the mom I feel this pressure (whether made up in my head, or something actually there I'll never know) that my family won't be happy here until I'm happy here. And, as the mom, what do you do when you're not happy? That's right, fake it till you make it! At least that's what I've been telling myself this week.
We like to start our week with a worshipful Sabbath, which didn't happen last week because of vomit and high fevers, so we were off to a great start there. In this particular week I learned that being a sick mom with sick kiddos is just about the worst job there is. (except the cuddles, the cuddles were wonderful!) When kids are sick it is amazing the things they forget, and you can't hold them responsible for forgetting or even get a little upset because they're sick. Little Miss forgot how to nap, forgot how to stay quiet while her brother naps, and potty training went as far out the window as I could see. All the while Little Man forgot how to not be held, forgot that he actually does like taking baths, and forgot how to stay asleep for a nap.
A lot of this week was spent on the couch, which is not my favorite place to spend my time with the kiddos, but as asick mama it is what needed to happen. The time on the couch also wouldn't have bothered me so much if our cable had been working. Before our last move I did a giant dvd purge and got rid of most of our movies, leaving us with just a handful. So with all that time on the couch spent watching and rewatching just afew movies over and over and over again, needless to say, it was a long week and now I'm glad it's over!

Cheers,
Jessica