Saturday, 22 April 2017

Hello Friday | #weekinthelife2017

What is Week in the Life?:// Week In the Life is a project created by Ali Edwards where by you document a snapshot in time. Capturing mundane details of your everyday and perhaps your not so mundane moments.  This is my story and my photos for #weekinthelife2017. To see my #weekinthelife2016 stories and photos you can check out it here: #weekinthelife2016 

I never slept enough.

But I laid out the cereal boxes with spoons and bowls on the table the night before so that we were ready for breakfast.  It's a good idea that I rarely do.  This is probably one of those 'ah ha' moments that I should remember when Week in the Life is over. #touche

The kids got up at 8 am and were occupied with each other. From my chair I watched them pass around the cereal and contemplate mixing chocolate milk with their Vector cereal. One did.  And it was a mistake.


The bulk of the morning was me cleaning, taking work calls and making sure that everyone was happy. Jane ripped the tags off her new tank top and couldn't decide what pants to wear with the big socks... Life is hard, I know.  After she selected the perfect pair of pants, 'I know the perfect sweater. I just love this hoodie because of the J. C. on the back.'  Her initials, of course.

Natalie was hanging off the chin up bar waiting for Jane to go play on the balance beam.  Friends are so awesome.  These two are so much alike. I love them to pieces.


It's now 11 am and I've got to get to Staples and run some errands.
Oh. And yeah. We had McDonalds for lunch... then ordered pizza for supper.
Boom.
It was that kind of day.


Today was the day I gave into Jane's nagging to colour her hair.  It was a three hour process but she was armed and ready for the wait.  While she got her hair coloured, I did the same and got a little work done around the salon.


She was so excited.  She loved it so much. It was like the trendy Unicorn Frappucino from Starbucks.

She was late for gymnastics though so we hurried into the facility with an hour left to her session.  I wanted to include this in our Week.  Gymnastics is a big part of her life and as such a big part of ours. Three days a week we drive 25 minutes to and from for her three hour long sessions.  But the story is that she joins nine other little girls that love each other like no other. It melts my heart. Every. Single. Time.


When she entered the gym Mila was first to spot her.  Their hug was long and strong.   Finally Jane told them she was late because she got her hair done. They squealled when they saw the blue and pink peeking through the dirty blonde. They formed a big group... together they would bang into walls and tables as they moved through the gym.  They were plotting how they would tell their coach... I left with a smile.


Then I went outside. And my smile got wiped away from this weather.

Gross. We haven't seen the sun all week.  Oh wait. Three minutes on Wednesday.  I documented it because its that rare.  The sun.  It's amazing how much happier and more energetic I am when it shines.  I try to stay positive but it gets tough after awhile.

When Jane came home, she was proud of her new rip.  "Rip" in the gymnastics world is a tear on your hand usually from hard work on the bar.  It makes me a little squimish and I am not sure how to handle it.  But she said it was sore and before bed, I put some peroxide on it to clean it up... and then the tears came.  Note to self... find out if you can put peroxide on rips.  It's a relatively new normal but we have some rip cream on the way.


By the way.  I am wondering how my six year old daughter got cooler than me.  I wish I had her boots today and even I will admit that her hair was pretty awesome.

By 8:30 I was toast.
remember.
No sleep.

I was asleep before 9pm despite knowing that Jack was in his bed wide awake.  At 10:17pm he woke me up exclaiming "Mama. I made something for you.  It's a long sea plane...."  It was adorable but I was so tired. I carefully placed him back into bed and thanked him for the gift.  It will stay on my bedside table for the next little while.  But I turned off the light and he tucked himself into bed. He's so funny. A good little sleeper but only when hes ready.

Good night Friday.
Cathy

To see all my 2017 Week in the Life stories and photos, you can click here to see them together: #witl2017

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