Things have been a bit crazy over the past few weeks, and it’s a little hard to know where to jump in to start blogging again. So I guess I’ll just offer my disconnected thoughts.
I see that it’s been almost 3 full weeks since I posted anything beyond Just Posts stuff.
3 weeks ago we had a full but fun weekend. Fun up to a point…
John was finally able to take a day off from work after many weeks of working long crazy hours 7 days a week. That Sunday, we spent a family day together, hitting the Boston Children’s Museum, and then dinner at a really great little restaurant in Cambridge with a play area for kids and really good food. At dinner, John and I enjoyed the food and conversation while Phoebe and Theo played happily a few feet away. Theo seemed not too interested in food, so I called him over to try to get him to eat. I pulled him on my lap and offered a bite of fruit. At which point he started throwing up.
That was the point at which the weekend stopped being fun.
We had a long drive home with a very sick Theo and a very disturbed Phoebe.
Theo was quite sick for a couple of days, and was barely able to keep anything down. I was getting worried we’d need to get medical intervention to keep him hydrated. I’m quite sure he lost a lot of weight. He was so miserable that I could barely put him down for about 48 hours. We didn’t want to leave him alone when he was sleeping because we were worried about him choking.
Phoebe got sick, too. Not quite as sick as Theo, but quite miserable, nonetheless. Especially on that Monday. Which was her 4th birthday.
It was a long week. John and I both got the virus to varying degrees. I lucked out by only having 48 hours of fever and mild nausea. (Though I guess that makes the 5th time I’ve been sick so far in 2010. The year is clearly off to a rollicking good start.)
Once everyone was more or less recovered, it was time to get the house ready for Phoebe’s birthday party. We’d been living in steadily increasing levels of chaos for the past year, and if we were going to have a party at home, we were going to need to relocate parts of the house that had long since become buried under piles of things. My mother came from California for week-long visit, and she helped a huge amount to get the house sorted out. Together, we found that we did, indeed, still have kitchen counters. They were approximately where I’d last remembered seeing them.
We had Phoebe’s party last Saturday. My mother left Tuesday. Her visit was lots of fun, but considering that we were working almost non-stop with cleaning, party prep, party, and post-party clean-up, it was pretty exhausting. She’s probably still recovering from her “vacation.”
The last couple of days I’ve just been feeling tired and pretty run down. It certainly doesn’t help that I’ve been eating leftover cupcakes and cookies daily.
I may manage to post something about the party. (Can anyone guess what theme Phoebe chose?)
My feed reader is overflowing, and I’m strangely at peace with that. I’ve been reading posts here and there, in a haphazard way. Even when I have read posts, I’ve been really bad about commenting. Again.
There’s part of me that knows that in order to really move forward with my degree, I need to find more time. And really the only time I have to “spare” is the couple of hours each night that I tend to spend online. So it’s probably good to start disconnecting from that time sink.
But I just can’t bear to pull the plug on my blog.
In other news, Holly and I are super close to getting the Best of 2009 Just Posts up for voting. We actually have all the finalists chosen, and had hoped to put up the post tonight. (Friday night, that is. I see it’s now technically Saturday.) Hopefully the final kinks in our voting procedures will get worked out tomorrow (or today, seeing as it’s after midnight).