The Best Years of my Life

And we’re back!

It’s interesting how you really don’t appreciate things until they are gone.  I really didn’t realize how much I relied on the internet until mine went down. 

No e-mail.

No Yahoo… (I decided I need an emergency encyclopedia) 

No Entertainment (yes, I watch way too much you tube.)

 

And worse yet… no blogging!

 

I’ve missed my blog!!!

Hopefully my faithful readers missed me too…

Well… let’s get too it.

It’s Spring Break! 

 

I want to make a joke about how I want a break from my spring break but… honestly so far it’s all going good. 

We aren’t going anywhere exciting… no Disneyworld or Yellowstone, we aren’t even going to the park right now with all the rain we’ve been getting. 

We are chilling around the house playing video games, watching movies. 

 Droid is working on school projects, and Cub Scout badges.  Oz is helping Droid with painting the school projects and joining in on all the cub scout activities that he can, and Little princess is along for the ride… occasionally fighting with her brothers for her right to watch Dora or Blue’s Clues.

The best news is that this week is Doc’s last week working the night float rotation… YEAH!  Once Friday night hits he is MINE again. 12 hour shifts aren’t too bad at all if I can have him every evening at 5:30pm.

But I have to be careful.  Often I find myself looking forward too much thinking, “life will be better in a day or two, or a month or two… or a year or two.”  It’s easy to think that I need to just bide my time and “endure” the hard times and look forward to a time when I think life will be easier.  Right now my biggest stress is finances, so even though we are in debt up to our eyeballs, I find myself constantly thinking, “just 2 ½ more years.” 

But I’ve heard time and time again from my parents, and many others that their fondest memories are from the days when they were young parents, their kids were a little wild and unrulely (not me of course…) and they were struggling through school… they say that those were the best days. 

I have no idea if they are just saying that so I will stop calling and whining about how hard it is to be a “single mom”, but… so far in my life they have seemed to know what they were talking about so… I’ll have to trust them and take their word for it.

So… although I’ve washed innumerable amounts of laundry,

made more PB & J sandwiches than I can stomach,

sang the ABC’s more times than I count

and cleaned the same house only to witness my hard work get destroyed only hours later

enough times to send me to send me to the nut house, but…

I know that in the grand scheme of things, this phase of my life is going to be short, and precious. 

The work that I’m doing right now is the hardest of my life, but it’s also the most important.

I’m raising three beautiful children, teaching them how to care for others, how to care for themselves, and how to love everyone… but beat up anyone who messes with Little Princess.  J  I hope that someday they will be ready to leave my home and ready to start one of their own.  I hope that they will have the confidence to stay true to who they are, and be an example to those around them.  I’m raising them so someday they will leave me… it’s hard to think of it that way, but ultimately… that’s what parenting is all about. 

I think I see what my parents said now… these are going to be the best years of my life.