Remember that old saying that says something like March comes in like a lion. Well March was one big roaring lion for me. ROARING. I have actually started to shut down a little the past couple weeks because well I can't do it all, although obviously some part of me thinks I can.
It is tax season and that means Tom is unavailable. He came home at midnight last night and that is pretty par for the course for the next few weeks. Although last Friday he was awesome enough to come home early from work so he could play with his kids. We went bowling and out to ice cream -- it was a dream. I am holding onto the dream for a couple more weeks.
Isaac's life is literally insane which means my life is insane. Within a week's span he has had a violin performance with the choir in church, an advanced orchestra concert, 8 play performances for Joseph and the Technicolor Dream Coat and a speech to give. He was voted by his classmates to give his speech tomorrow at some speech event at his school. He is giving it 15 minutes before he has to be across town at one of his play performances. On top of that he has 3 of his major scout badges he is working on this month.
I am ridiculously proud of him although he probably does not know it because this is how I have responded to a couple things he said to me this month.
"Mom. I want to try out for the school play."
"Really. And when do you plan on fitting that into your schedule. No Isaac you and I are not saying yes to one more thing this month. Not one."
Tonight. "Mom. Maybe I will just skip college and be in a band."
Me (freaking out) "What? how are you going to support a family. (and on and on and on) poor kid he was probably just a feeling a tad overwhelmed and like he wanted to escape for a moment. I know the feeling kiddo is what I should have said.
On top of all this I have had a full plate of my own activities and teacher conferences and chauffering, etc. But with all the hullabaloo. There have been moments of peace and joy. Like watching the bulbs send green shoots up through the ground despite the random snow storms and roaring lion like wind. Spring is coming. We will survive.
And thanks to my girls who came and had a st. Paddy's Day lunch. You made my whole month.
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