Well, at least if my mom did tell me there would be days like these, I didn't listen to her. To start, I am writing this at 2:09 am. I worked Friday night through Wednesday night with Monday night "off", which means that I spent at least part of the day sleeping for work, working or sleeping from work, Friday through Thursday and spent over 63 out of 133 hours at work. Ugh! Today I intentionally only allowed myself a few hours sleep in the hopes that I would be able to sleep tonight. Nice try!
While working so much there was absolutely no way that I could even fathom thinking up, making and cleaning up after a meal. I have never been so thankful for Chipotle in all of my life. I was able to "provide" a meal that was full of veggies, beans, and meat free of hormones or antibiotics. It was a delicious meal that fed us that night, then Munchkie and Munchkie's Daddy the next day for lunch as well.
I just don't ever think that I realized how tired a person could be. Emotionally and physically. All this work, prep for traveling to the in-laws this weekend, more work, traveling 17 hours to the family lakehouse, more work and then moving is a lot for one little family to handle! I just never expected my life to be like this. So busy all of the time that I can barely keep my head on straight, let alone do things that are enjoyable. On Tuesday when I woke up I took Munchkie to daycare, Munchkie's Daddy to work, came home, got a quick work out in, showered, dashed off to the dentist, came home, tried to sleep for a couple hours, got my dinner and Munchkie's lunch ready for the next day, laid her outfit out, while trying to have some quality time with the family at the same time as I was getting ready for work. Whew!
So how is it, that after this exhausting week I cannot fall asleep? How is this possible? Probably a lot of it has to do with the fact that when my head hits the pillow it starts running like crazy. Making lists for the store, making lists of things to pack for this weekend, making lists of things to pack for two weeks from now, figuring out what days I can get all of the laundry done, plotting out a Word document of all the things we need to measure at the new apartment next week, who I need to call to catch up with and meals I can put together or bring with me to keep eating healthy during these busy times.
Throughout this I am finding it even more important to deliberately spend time with my family. Something I thought just happened. I never realized that you have to specifically set aside time to spend with those you live with. Through all of this we are trying to make time to get a little movement in together. This actually works out beautifully, we go walking on paths by our house laughing, talking and playing together. We look for animals and identify different sounds we hear. Then we sit on the rock and watch for boats to go by before heading back watching out for rocks and roots. Taking this time in the quiet, peaceful outdoors has really showed me how great it is to spend time moving as a family, it makes those busy times just melt away for a little while.