Reflecting on May - part 1

May was...

- a very busy "real estate" month

- the month we traveled to Maryland one day and came back the next

- the time I had nearly no sick/personal days and I had to use every last one and it still wasn't enough for Grant things coupled by getting a cold at the beginning and end of May

- said good-bye to my friends I made out East and all of the people that took care of G

- a busy teaching month, full of grades and private good-byes at BHM

- a frantic whirlwind of adjusting and seeing how G would respond to being home while I was working from 6 am - 9 pm (or later) most days

- trying to find anyone to help me take care of him

- no full time school (for G) to make things 100x's harder (which is why I was looking for staff)

It might have been the most exciting, packed and overwhelming month in my little life.

I was not drowning. Everything was getting done.

Then it hit me that I am way behind on getting my CE's done for real estate and that part has been hard to squeeze in.

Oh and the yard. It's being a little neglected.

I guess so is the cleaning of the house.

Ok, some things are falling to the side.

HOWEVER, we are learning a life where we have a child again.

And boy, I have not yet begun to touch on the myriad of feelings. The first part of May was fear based. What if it's the same? What if it's not the same? Can I keep my lamps out without them getting broken?

Op!!! Shit, can't have open cups of coffee and water around the house. We forgot, but didn't forget. We are out of practice. There goes another cup to clean up. Drapes soiled. Chip in floor. I sigh. I feel like Cinderella on my hands and knees. "I just cleaned this" I mutter to myself.

The dirty diapers, the lack of sleep. It takes HOURS to feed him. He loves to vacuum and mow the lawn. He hates school.

We have never use the phrase "take one day at a time" more than this month of both our life. We are in survival mode until my teaching job comes to an end (which it now has as).