I picked Thomas up from school Friday evening. He had to work, so I didn't get there until 8:00. Because Andrew had to be at the football game, we asked Catherine's best friend to come and sit with her while we were both gone. Belle had these same pseudo seizures for years when she was in junior high and high school, but she had never seen one. It was a new perspective for her! She had a quiet day yesterday, and by today she was feeling much better. Andrew took her back to school this afternoon. She can't drive and has an appointment with regular doctor Tuesday morning, so I'll need to go get her after work tomorrow, and then take her back to school Tuesday morning. I'm trying not panic about what this hospital bill is going to be and how much work I'll miss (maybe one of these days I'll have a job that actually has paid time off)!
Meanwhile, Thomas had his first work shift Friday evening which is why I picked him up later, and we didn't get home until about 9:30. I appreciated that most of the traffic was gone by then. Yesterday he hung out until it was time for the school homecoming dance. Since his girlfriend is still in high school, he had come home to go with her. To be honest, it was not much effort or excitement in our house, mostly because we just weren't up for it. He had fun though, and enjoyed seeing underclassmen he knew.
Andrew and I went to church this morning. Honestly, it was a little depressing because it was the kick-off for the Sunday School year, and there were all of five students in attendance in grades pre-k to 12. Not five in each class, five total. It's a rough time in that regard. Thomas went to a picnic with his girlfriend, and then I needed to get him back.
I'll be honest, I was so tired, but I loved the time we had together to chat. Thomas is so much like me. He doesn't dislike being at school, but he does appreciate being home. He loves being with the pets and with his family. Dropping him off at school, while I know he isn't unhappy, pulls at my heart strings. Big time.
In fact, the drive home felt like it took forever. I was looking forward to getting home and having a quiet evening with just the two of us. But as I pulled into our neighborhood, and I realized how drained I was from all of my emotions, and I realized just how quiet it was going to be this evening, I began to cry. I miss the reasons our house has craziness. It was just the emotions of the week catching up with me, and with two meetings this coming week and working at an athletic event, it will be another crazy week, especially with two trips for Catherine. I don't want to wish away time. Life seems too short as it is. I've been blessed with some lovely downtime, and my life is full of amazing blessings. I just couldn't help but think of 15 years ago. I was exhausted with having little kids, but somehow things seemed easier. The things we worried about with our kids didn't seem so life-altering.
My husband is amazing. I haven't cooked in forever, and when he asked what was for dinner this evening, I replied, "popcorn." He said, "You go!" He knows I love popcorn, and it is what I need this evening.
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