I was sick over the weekend.  Some stomach bug or another that left me barfing and doing all kinds of other unmentionable things.  It also forced Tim to miss his drill weekend and play housewife/mother on Sunday.  He did such a good job at it and I am so thankful to have a husband who can take over at a moment’s notice like that.  It wasn’t always that way, but it was this weekend and that is all that matters.

This morning I thanked him for taking over and playing “Suzy Homemaker” and he told me that it felt good and useful.  How many husbands say things like that when they have been forced to do laundry, cook dinners and change diapers?  Not many.  I am lucky.

I’m back on my feet (mostly) today, but Hunter is still home sick.  It started with Pink Eye on Thursday of last week.  By Saturday it was something else and I had to call our pediatrician.  Double ear infection, pink eye (viral, so the drops don’t work on it) and something brewing in his throat.  Hunter and Logan both scored a course of antibiotics and those are hopefully on the way to clearing everything up.  Poor Logan has missed his activities at the Y and I just don’t really know what to do with Hunter now.  I think he should be in bed, but he wants to be building a city of Legos.  What is a mother supposed to do?

I’m a little bit worried that Hunter is having issues with school.  While I am well aware that he is WAY ahead of his peers (he’s testing at a 5th grade level in math and reading - he’s in 2nd grade) in some things I don’t think he’s mature enough to skip ahead a grade… I think he’s bored and unhappy at school and I just don’t know how to fix that for him.  His teacher has been kind of helpful, but I struggle with her because I’m not sure she can handle making sure that Hunter has work that challenges him on top of dealing with the rest of her class (I think the classes are too big).  I’m feeling very frustrated.

There’s nothing else really interesting going on here.  I have recipes that I want to post and share as well as some cook book reviews and crafty bits, but I somehow never really find the time to do anything that takes very much thought.  I know I SHOULD do that stuff and that I WANT to do it.  It’s just a matter of chiseling out some time and actually doing it that is the key.  Why that’s so hard, I’m not sure.  I guess I’m still trying to work out this whole “new normal” thing as far as life after the big C is concerned.

For now I think that I am going to sit down and write out my grocery list and drag the sick kids off to the store.  I normally shop on Sunday morning, so I am 48 hours behind on the food and you can tell!  No fresh fruit, almost no milk, just one box of cereal left and no bread to make sammies for lunch.  If I don’t get my act together these folks might starve to death