We are working on some spurs this week so Shawn has been out in the
My afternoon replacement player has been coming in and leaving again a few hours later...which sends HIS children into a tail spin, which they then drag me into. They miss their daddy and don't handle it well when he comes and goes and comes and goes.
Its not that I don't adore my children. Its not that I don't love them and want to spend time with them. I love watching them play together and learn new things. Sage has come MILES in just the last few weeks. He will count to 3 and show me with his fingers at the same time. He has the color RED down and BLUE sorta down (gets it mixed with GREEN sometimes). That may not seem like much but for my preemie who is about 6 - 9 months behind other 2 year old....that's a big deal.
Thankfully, without even knowing, my
Run was good but Jamie struggled with her breathing a bit. She was
Apparently it was exactly what she needed as we kicked that run in the ass (she averages a 10:00-10:30 as a comfortable pace and we came in at 10:11....AWESOME!!). My legs were sore since I was on my 3rd day of running in a row totally didn't care so I was very happy to not be racing anyone or anything...just a nice, easy pace around town.
Also exactly what I needed.....a break from my kids. While they still drive me over the edge faster then anything else I have to sit back and celebrate them. And the fact that for some reason my friends know exactly what I need, when I need it. Call it karma. Call it fate. Call it whatever the hell you want.....I needed afternoon breaks from my kids these past few days and thanks to them, I got them. Seriously, without Jamie suggesting the afternoon running I may have spilled the wine that I had perfectly balanced in my left hand, while holding off Sage with the right hand while Bran attempted STRESS ATTEMPTED to climb up the foot rest of the reclining chair I was sitting in. THAT would have been tragic.