Lately I've been feeling like my life has been very similar to the way I swim, which isn't very well. You see, I was "that kid" that couldn't learn how to swim, no matter how many different people tried to teach me. It wasn't until I was a nanny at a lodge in northern Ontario one summer that I was effectively taught how to swim by a German woman who had really hairy armpits. Nope, don't remember her name or anything other than the armpits.
The last few weeks have been hectic to say the least. I thought it would peak and life at work would return to normal, leading to more of a normal life at home, but no. I'm just as busy as I was a few weeks ago and things at home are starting to slide. Add in the fact that I'm exhausted every night and fall asleep on the couch almost as soon as I get little c to bed and that doesn't make for a very productive Mama. I guess I'm just now realizing how busy the life of a working mother is (or how busy the life of a mother is in general), and the funny thing is I only have 1 child who just sits there. Note: I do recognize I've got it easy.
So, my apologies to all of you who have called and left messages and I haven't called back...yet. I will. But I'm probably trying to figure out some new stroke that will keep my head above water. Or else I'm passed out on the couch again.
Canada update coming soon. I really do promise. I have some good photos of little c with his 101 year old GG and some with his crazy cousins that will hopefully make you laugh as hard as I do every time I look at them. But for now, a couple of cute photos of Cohey Bear.
"Do these polka dots make me look fat?" "No Cohen, your fat belly makes you look fat."
I think 19 of little c's 20 lbs must be in his cheeks.
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