A Roller Coaster Week

OK I am not a big fan of the movie Parenting with Steve Martin (I think that is what it is called) but there is this scene at the end that reflects how parenting and life is like a roller coaster. It has been one of those kind of weeks. Frankly, I am exhausted, physically, mentally emotionally. But there are moments I would not have traded for anything -- even a whole carton of Nutella all to myself.

There have been some seriously low and trying moments. My blood pressure issues are acting up again and female problems have brought migraines and serious pain throughout the week. At times I have felt like I was walking through a sticky fog of pain and exhaustion. Which is why by Sunday I just couldn't make it one more mile, not even to church I was spent and my body was telling me we are done. But all that time alone gave me time to ponder my week.

Some of the roller coaster moments:
Low: A "misunderstanding" with my husband -- never a good moment. Especially when it stretches over a couple days.
High: I realize how brilliant my four year old is. Apparently she can count really high -- like up into the 50s and she knows a lot of her letters and numbers already and can write them quite clearly.

Low: Rebecca comes home in tears and we had have to have a long mother daughter talk about friends. Girls are so ridiculous sometimes. Poor Becca she is so confused at the antics of one of her on again off again friends. We managed to get her off to school the next day (just barely) Fortunately, said friend had decided to be nice the next day.

High: Another girl who Rebecca thought didn't want to be her friend decides Becca is fun to play with after all. ( Can you tell we are having friend issues).

Low: I literally had to drive to SUU 26 times this week. Isaac had intense practices and performances for Seussical Jr. this week.

High. We see the Seussical Jr. Isaac and his orchestra sound amazing for middle school age kids. And the young actors were pretty fantastic as well. I am so grateful we have found something that Isaac is eager to devote his time and energy to. He loved practice, he loved performing. He loved the whole production. Sometimes it is hard to keep Isaac focused on something when the going gets tough. I am so grateful, that Music seems to give him that focus and joy.

Low: Saturday morning I have to grocery shop for three hours with a migraine. We were completely out of food. I come home and collapse on the bed. The girls empty the groceries and put them away.

High: I drag myself to Maggie Moos with the kids and Isaac. And although I feel terrible I enjoy watching my kids laugh and eat their favorite treat.

Low: I wake up feeling drugged and still in pain Sunday and I skip church.

High: I have some great enlightened moments studying at home. I start to sleep off the yucks and I get invited to my in-laws for dinner. Woohoo don't have to cook. And with that I'm off to dinner.