To all the single mama's in the blogosphere I salute you. Wow-za. The only time I've had to blog I've used to sleep. I'm talking the stop-moving-at-10:00-fall-into-bed-and-pass-out-from-
exhaustion-until-dawn-rolls-around kind of sleep. All of a sudden I looked up and 7 days have passed!
I started my new job and L-O-V-E it. Cannot say enough good things about it! It is so clear how intentionally part of His plan for my healing it is, that I am where I am. No accidents in the Kingdom! He has made some divine connections and I am starting to find a bit more of me. The other day I looked in the mirror and thought, "oh there you are! I know you."
Remember when I said my youngest 2 were fine? What did I know. They loved the first 2 days. And have hated the last 3. Apparently the novelty of day care has worn off and they're fully aware this routine is not temporary. May I just add they are not big fans. My daughter has cried the entire day for the last 2. (that's a total of 18 hours y'all.) My son sobbed all the way there (30 minute commute) because the teacher, "makes me take a naaaaaap!" Poor guy. I feel awful for them, but that one gave me a laugh. Laugh or cry, laugh or cry.
Their teachers are great. I trust them when they tell me this too shall pass. Because every child goes through it. Just doesn't make me feel a whole lot better when it's my babies we're talking about. Of course it could be worse; I could be crying about going to work too. Then we'd be a sorry lot for sure.
I still ache for a home of my own, but I'm understanding the value of the village. You know, takes a village to raise a child? I'm praising God for this village every day. Every time dinner is made, a basket of laundry is folded, or a lost set of mittens is found I am grateful. Honestly I'm a little panicked about doing it all, all on my own. So I'm slowing down. I'm watching the single mother's around me, and pulling out the pieces I think will work best for us. Someday I too will be able to help a new single mother by making her laugh with the best line I've heard yet, "been there, done that, got the t-shirt. And you can too."
One Day At A Time,