If you have taken the time to check in, I apologize for the energy spent on a fruitless mouse click. Immediately following the birthday funk came 4 angry molars, tearing through my baby Bert's sweet tender gums. Fortunately, his discomfort allows me enough sleep to narrowly cheat death and certifiable insanity. Some people might find sleeping from 9pm-11pm sufficient.
Too tired to read, blog, or talk. I pine for my blogger friends and for my husband (my only remaining connections to the world outside). Aside from directives, promises, and "Good Night" Andy and I are muted by weariness.
....AND I very much NEED to finish reading When You Are Engulfed by Flames by David Sedaris. Additionally, my DVR cues for Bill Maher and Chelsea Lately are again neglected and seemingly unconquerable.
In the midst of divorce, now, more than ever, my children look to me. "They look to me to see how merciful and generous I am in good times. They look to me to see how strong and faithful I am in bad times. They watch, they listen, and they model. Years from now I want my children to remember a childhood lived well, with a mother who was loving, consistent, devoted, funny, disciplined, playful, and totally present and emotionally available."(Kristin Armstrong)
Keep repeating "It's just a phase, It's just a phase."
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ReplyDeleteHey babe I am awake with you! I am so so sorry you are having such a tough time. I miss you bloggin away too! And your comment made me feel so much better. Thanks!
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