It’s been a bittersweet month for me.
Zack rode the schoolbus with his Preschool class to a Kindergarten visit yesterday. It’s not the Kindergarten he’s going to be attending, it’s not even his first day of Kindergarten. I had tears in my eyes. He looked so tiny looking out the window excitedly waving as the bus drove off. He’s growing up.
We are moving. We’ve known we are moving for almost 2 years. It’s finally here. I’ve lived in the same house for 12 years. I bought this house before I even met my husband. This house is the only home my boys have ever known. The friends and support system I have created and built here are what got me through my PPD. We are moving right next door (literally) to my best friend. We’ll be saving money, there will be more conveniences and a little better weather, and my husband’s commute will be significantly reduced. I’m sad. I’m looking forward to it. I’ll miss where I am now.
There’s more… I don’t want a pity party… I just needed to get this out.
I am blessed to have choices and opportunities. I am thankful to have friends where ever I go. I’m making lemonade – the really good kind! 🙂
Zackery came home from pre-school last week with a little zip loc bag. Inside was a pretty, green stone, and a note saying:
This is my thankful stone. It helps me to remember what I am thankful for.
Today he got it out and showed it to me again. I asked him what he was thankful for, and these are all the things he said (straight from the mouth of a precious little four-year-old):
I am thankful for my Daddy.
I am thankful for my matchbox cars and trailer.
I am thankful for my brother.
I am thankful for my cape and mask. (We went to a very cool superhero birthday party yesterday)
I am thankful for my Nana and Grandpa Paul and Grandpa Fred.
I am thankful for my whole house.
He didn’t specifically say he is thankful for his Mommy, but I know he is and I didn’t need to hear him say it [today]. I am so thankful that I have such an appreciative little boy who is learning the meaning of thanks.
Blessings to All this week.
This week, however, was a particularly stressful week for me. My husband had to go out of town for work again, and of course, whenever I’m here by myself, life can’t just be “normal.”
I am thankful I was able to stop the overflowing (*poopy* – YUCK!) toilet before it reached the hallway carpet. I am thankful that the bathroom is now sparkling clean. I am thankful for Clorox!
I am thankful the tree that fell down in our yard during the storm didn’t hit the house (like the one that fell last time and made a giant hole in our roof). I am thankful both boys slept right through it.
I am thankful for friends who offered their house as a temporary home when the power was out in mine. I am thankful for my friend who kept an eye on the kids while I laid down after Brayden woke up at 4:30am and wouldn’t go back to sleep. I am thankful for the delicious pancakes and coffee they had ready for me in the morning.
I am thankful for the birthday parties we get invited to where the boys can run around safely and have so much fun. I am thankful we all have so many wonderful friends in our life.
I am thankful we got back home safely, the power is back on, the garage door works and our house is warm.
I am thankful my husband got to come home a little early yesterday and have dinner with us. I am thankful he was home to help me put the boys to bed. I am thankful we got to snuggle on the couch together and watch a show. I am thankful I went to bed 8:30pm last night and didn’t get up until 9:00am this morning!
I am thankful I have this quiet time to write in peace…