Or rather the wheels in my brain go round and round and really haven’t ceased turning. It seems like we’ve been busy, but also not… I can’t seem to keep up on all the things that need doing and yet at the same time I can’t seem to figure out what exactly has been keeping me so busy. Josh is mending, so that’s good. It means we can settle back into a routine with the kids, which is definitely good. I have been doing some rearranging downstairs due to my business venture, so I suppose that’s where some of my time has gone. It’s exciting, but also nerve-wracking. I’ve been sleeping so-so and decided to crash early last night. Phoebe has been a very active sleeper lately, which wouldn’t matter except she has taken to crawling into bed next to me around 10-11 every night. Between her and Uzi I get minimal space to sleep in and haven’t felt super rested.
She’s sassy, and we’re still working through various sibling growing pains. Enzo has been doing good at preschool, though, which is huge. I’m not sure if it has to do with one of his preschool teachers leaving or not, but he’s had a pretty good week or so. I think that means he’s been saving it up for home, however. I get it, we’re his safe place, I think we just all need to practice some calming breaths now and then. Things should be back to normal soon, so we just need to make do and in the meantime I’m going to take the kids for ice cream tonight. It’s Friday night and it feels like the right thing to do.
I haven’t even picked up my camera much lately just because I’ve been so preoccupied with other things. Such is life, right?
I can totally relate to time slipping away with no idea where’s it gone. One minute I’m washing Ave’s face and doing tummy time and the next it’s six o’clock and I’m like, “what?”