I don’t wanna miss a thing…in terms of reflecting on how amazing my weekend has been. It’s Sunday and only a day and half more and my hubby will be home. I miss him so much, but honestly I’ve been so busy that I haven’t had the chance to be sad or feel alone – emotions I was quite frankly afraid of feeling this weekend. I wasn’t sure how I was going to manage without him and having all four of our kids this weekend, complete with softball tryouts, basketball games, football banquet, a movie date that I had to be a driver for, and my personal goals for this weekend…well, more like house chores: take the bins stuffed with Christmas decor back to storage; get rid of all the bags of recyclables that have been taking up space and creating an eye-sore in our patio; go grocery shopping; finish laundry; sort through all the bags of miscellaneous items and take the ones worth donating to the Goodwill; cook meals from our jam-packed freezer of meats and veggies; and empty the fridge of the old and uneaten. That was a lot and I wondered if I was setting myself up for a disastrous, disappointing weekend. The most important thing I wanted to do was spend quality time with my kids, but after realizing how busy and overly ambitious I was trying to be this weekend, I didn’t think it was even possible. Crazy but true, everything got done…and I was able to spend quality time with my kids!
Quality time was found during the drive to each destination or errand; between games; cooking together; eating together; playing a game after dinnertime…this weekend was a true testament to how wonderful my kids are and how blessed I am to call them my family. This morning, I awoke from a sleepless night (Ella coughing and unable to go back to sleep from 1am-3am). My kids had already planned to make me breakfast, brew me fresh coffee and give me a foot massage (my 8 year old even – can you believe it!!!) and indeed they did. I felt like the luckiest mother in the world. While they were preparing a delicous breakfast, I was able to consume myself with my latest read.
I feel happy. I feel proud. I was able to get all my house-chores done, make sure the kids got to where they needed to be, cooked all weekend, read my book, prep dinners for the next two nights, pack a healthy lunch for work tomorrow as well as gym clothes, watch the Chargers game, and spend quality time with my kids. This weekend has been a great prelude to another work week, and while I miss my husband so very much, I feel rejuvenated and look forward to his safe return and spending time with him as a stronger wife and mommy.