It seems every year we have that week or so when everyone gets sick. We are in the middle of that now. My 8 year old and I had the stomach bug last week and my 6 year old is home with me today on his second day of being sick.
My 11 year old put on a good show of being sick this morning but his symptoms kept changing, first he told me his stomach hurt, although he ate his breakfast with his normal extreme enthusiasm. When ever I would look at him he would shrink a few inches and whimper, yes I really do mean whimper! I told him if he had a fever he could stay home but otherwise he had to go to school. He explained his joints hurt too much to go to school and his nose was stuffy. Would he like some medicine? Oh no, he hates that. He of course had no fever and I told him I loved him and hoped he felt better then sent him too school. He texted me when he got to school telling me my loving him really didn’t help…
I’m sure he inherited all that drama from me, I’m thinking I owe my parents an apology.
My 6 year old is awake and full of energy, non-stop talking, so excited to be home from school. This after cuddling up with me at 4am then telling me he was going to throw-up. Amazing how fast I can wake up when I need too. I’m on my 2nd cup of coffee wondering when the caffeine will kick in.
Last night out our window I watched a thick fog roll into the city. I wish I had a good camera I could have gotten some amazing shots of the fog rising off the river. It looked so wonderfully dramatic. This morning we could hardly see out our windows. The romance and drama gone. The fog will rise and we will all get better but for now the fog compliments my mood.
Happy New Year. I’m coming out of my cookie comma and starting this New Year out right. My Sound Engineer, husband worked in Times Square for the ball drop this year, just like he has done for the last several years. It means we come home early from our Christmas holiday and he spends the 3 or 4 days before New Years and all of New Years eve in Times Square and I rally my holidayed out kids into getting there vacation homework done and not killing each other after way too much together time.
This year friends of mine are closing a small French cafe they have been running for the last 6 years. They decided they would end on a musical note and invited a bunch of performers to sing and turned their cafe into a cabaret for the final few nights. I was lucky enough to be asked to sing. So I got a neighbor to watch the kids and ran out for an hour sang two songs and ran back. Even with pushing through all the drunken people who invade our neighborhood New Years eve it was still amazing to get out. It put me in a much better mood the rest of the night. Note to self, do that more often!
New Years day was a slow sleepy day, my husband got back from work at 7am! I spent most of the day trying to keep the boys quiet. We went out to a diner for dinner and bed time couldn’t come quick enough.
This morning I got up my 3 very sleepy slightly unhappy boys and sent them back to school. Now I have a quiet, very messy apartment for me to enjoy and clean.
Happy New Year to me!!
I have been wanting a place I can put down my thoughts. So lets give this a try. I’m not sure how much time I will have to give to this or how painful my spelling will be but there is no other way to know then to try.
Things I would like to do with this blog.
1. Inspire myself to be more creative. I would like to get an act together by the end of this summer. That means singing more. Getting into shape both vocally and physically.
2. I need a place to write, let out steam, remember how to think, talk about my 3 boys and figure out what is next in my life.
3. I need to take a risk – walk barefoot. I will try and be as honest as I can. I’ve always been concerned about what people thought of me, don’t be mean, don’t swear, but not here. Here I am a bear.