Monthly Archive for September, 2004Page 2 of 2

No Time

There is no time. At least no time to do the things I really want to do. I have to make time to clean pee off the floor (potty training daughter). I have to make time to clean the poop too. I have to make time to wash the laundry (notice I didn\’t say fold it or put it away). I have to make time to eat (baby makes me sick if I don\’t - 13 weeks now…). I have to make time to feed my kids - at least 3 times a day. I have to sleep. I have to get the details together for a baby shower I am throwing this Saturday, but thought I had another week until I looked at the calendar this morning! I have to arrange the details for the craft I\’m supposed to pull together for my Mom\’s group in one week. I need to keep up on my bills and receipts. I owe taxes in 7 days. There\’s more, but I\’m tired.

I want to: blog, read blogs, nap without thinking of all I could be doing, play more with the kids, not yell at the kids, organize my finances to see if we can move, search the web for homes, find the perfect home for our growing family, get our home ready to sell, sell our home, enjoy the upcoming holidays in a new home. I want to exercise. There\’s more, but I\’m tired.

I\’m very tired and I think my thoughts exhaust me more than doing things. I find I fret and fret and procrastinate. I procrastinate because I don\’t want to bump into anymore problems. I want to help my friends, but I have nothing to give. I can\’t babysit, I\’m too tired, and the added mess makes me upset. I can\’t cook dinner for someone, because I\’m not even cooking for us much these days. I can\’t help my friend who is moving to paint or pack - because I\’m pregnant and I need to get some of that done here - and somehow I can\’t finish painting my kitchen - something I started in May! I feel like my thoughts and life are just one big run-on sentence!

I\’m afraid to wake up in the middle of the night because I can\’t fall back to sleep. My mind doesn\’t stop. I pray and pray and I know I am failing in handing my pile of worries over. Obviously.

I want a creative way to end this post. I wish writing this out would bring an epiphany… not so much. But perhaps an open ending is most appropriate…

Things I Learned at Family Camp

Last weekend we went camping! We went to Camp Casey on Whidbey Island. While there I learned…

1. Double check the hooks beneath the bed you are sleeping on in a tent trailer. Sometimes they come undone when kids discover that fancy new way of getting in and out of the tent trailer. I learned my daughter can fall through the opening at 1 am, and be back to sleep by 1:02. She must have thought it was a weird falling dream, but I know it was not!

2. 18 families + 3 days camping (more for some families) + millions (maybe fewer) of end-of-season crazed yellow jackets = approximately 26 stings. Olivia took one for our family (on her eye lid).

3. Olivia is not allergic to bees.

4. Laughter is the best medicine. We laughed a lot.

5. Camp with these people! I went up a day before my hubby, and melted down hours before he arrived. My friends took my kids and fed them lunch while I went to another friend\’s camper to decompress. I ate pita chips dipped in cream cheese and salmon, cheese cubes and chunks of beef! It was a protein feast! I wept openly and was comforted by a dear friend. She has 3 boys, and sure knows how to comfort an exhausted pregnant mother of 2 preschoolers!

6. It\’s a great time to get to know new people, and learn about the people you \”know\”.

7. I don\’t always \”lose it\” with my kids, and appear patient to some - hahahahahaha!!!!!

8. Joel will take off nearly a quarter mile to the beach by himself to throw rocks in the water - yikes!

9. When good friends find your 5 year old alone at the beach (with wet pants from pee because he couln\’t find a bathroom! - at least it wasn\’t because he\’d gone in!), they bring him back and are so kind to you, eventhough you feel like you deserve to have CPS called on you!

10. Gogurt will almost definitely secure a yellow jacket sting.

11. I like it when my husband camps with us:)

12. Joel will follow a group of older boys to the field (close to the beach mentioned in #7) despite the discipline the day before.

13. Twinkies take an unbelievable amount of time to burn in a campfire. Preservatives… creepy. I still love Twinkies though:)

14. I can\’t wait to go again next year!