Today was day 10 of a 12-day work stretch for Dan. It was day 22 of illness in our family. It was day 2 of Xander's reaction to penicillin, and of Griff's new virus. It was day 3 out of school for Reese, who is still trying to shake the illness he kicked off for us three weeks ago, and that's just this week - he and Griff have been home a TON in the last two weeks. Today was day I-don't-even-know of quarantine-related social isolation for me (aside from a sunny break over the weekend when I *thought* we were healthy and we got to hang with three different families).
The morning was awful and involved chapstick smeared on a wall by a feverish six-year old, wallpaper picked and peeled by a bored three-year-old, lots of crying from an itchy one-year-old, and some crying from a thirty-three-year-old, too. And then I saw the link that a friend had posted, to this:
It's a new day. It certainly is. (Can't embed the video, go watch it, really!)
I bought it and updated my iPod while nursing X, who was recovering his sense of humor.
I put it on the stereo downstairs while finding the rice bin for R, who played happily in it on the porch with X.
I recovered my sense of calm while the music played and they played and feverish G watched TV upstairs.
Then I baked cookies, much to everyone's delight. (dough in the fridge)
And sat on the porch with the kids.
And finished bagging the leaves I piled up last week.
My sister-in-law called to perk me up, and it worked.
Then I finished leaf-blowing the whole back yard.
Griff came out and worked on his "fort" under the porch.
Together we cleared the old tomato plants and such from the garden.
We were in the back yard, on a beautiful windy day, for 4 or 5 hours. The whole yard is clear. My mind is clear.
The kids were filthy, covered in melted chocolate chips and dirt. The porch was filthy, covered in spilled rice and mud tracked in on shoes. We neatly put away everything and then took baths.
I finally cut Xander's hair, in the bathtub.
Dan brought my favorite coffee drink (1/2 caf grande 2 pump caramel macchiato) and the new antibiotics for Reese, and we put kids to bed, and I washed the kitchen floor.
It's a new day. Tomorrow is another one.