This last week we have been working hardcore on the bus. I’m being completely serious when I say that I have done more on the bus in the last week than I have done over the last three months. Does that mean I’m pathetic? Or that when I need to get stuff done then I am a super crazy, ambitious, no-sleep-doesn’t-stop-me workaholic that accomplishes a lot in a short amount of time? Honestly, I think it’s a combination of both! Let’s just say I work harder and get more done when I’m working against a deadline. Sad, but true.
Oh and to make this last week even more exciting… Zellie got RSV on Friday and I’ve been doing everything I can to keep her comfortable and get her feeling better. FYI, RSV is the pits for babies. It was so heartbreaking to see her so miserable and to hold her limp little body for hours trying to get her to nurse and to see her combat a crazy fever and cough and cough and cough until she threw up. And to have it last for 4 days! Seriously though, this little girl of mine is a champ and she’s definitely on the upswing of this stupid virus, but she still has a cough that sometimes gets her uncomfortable. I’m not looking forward to this cough lasting a few more weeks! And, I’m also super upset that my used-to-be angel baby that slept through the night doesn’t exist any more. I’m not giving up hope that she’ll come back eventually!
So, you might ask, “How are you getting all of this stuff done on the bus while you have a busy 2 1/2 year old and a very ill 3 month old?” Want to know my secret?? HAVE A SUPER AMAZING MOM! I don’t know where I’d be right now without my mom. She has stepped in and helped out in pretty much every aspect of my life right now so that I haven’t collapsed under all of the stress, body aches, and no sleep. Not only do we wear the same size clothes and share similar styles (which helps a lot in our ever so frequent shopping outings), she can put Carter down for a nap like its nobody’s business. No joke, I can’t even put Carter down for a nap any more unless I drive him around for at least 30 minutes. She can go a whole day without raising her voice at Carter (even though I’m sure she’ll break soon because that kid knows how to push people’s buttons!). She can get Zellie calm and comfortable after a crazy coughing fit. And she does her fair share, and then some, of cooking and cleaning during all of this. She’s nothing short of a super hero.
Last night as Scott and I were finishing up our projects and heading to bed after midnight, he said, “I don’t know what we’re going to do without your mom. We have no idea how to parent two kids. It will be a major adjustment without her.” You’re preachin’ to the choir, babe! You’re preachin’ to the choir! This little bit of anxiety about parenting alone keeps creeping up every once in a while when I’m left alone with the two kids and they’re both tired and screaming and poopy at the same time. It’s a horrible experience.
The truth is that I have been spoiled living with my mom since Zellie was born. I know that I’ll adjust and everything will work out after we leave, but I sure have enjoyed my time with my mom. I am constantly learning from her quiet and calm example about having more patience and setting aside less important things to spend one-on-one time with my kids. She’s also teaching me that a little sugar won’t kill my 2 1/2 year old, but I’ll leave the treat giving to her since that’s basically her right as my kids’ grandma. She’s teaching me that I can still choose to have a positive attitude even if I’m not getting much sleep. She’s teaching me to forgive and not hold grudges. She’s teaching me to think of others first and to serve whenever possible.
You da best, mom. You da best.