Last Thursday Reuben started not feeling well. Becky and I soon followed suit and the past weekend was spent nursing our colds. We all felt much better Saturday night, and we all went to church on Sunday. But over the weekend we missed Vivians birthday party (she turned 10!) and also all our chiropractor appointments and a housewarming party. Sad days!
I felt awful Sunday afternoon. It felt like autoimmune issues, no energy and bloated stomach and just an icky feeling. I did all the things, an enema with muscidine grape seed powder and resting. Blah. Sometimes I just feel this way. There was our small group Christmas party which is so much fun due to the white elephant gift exchange and the potluck dinner. The kids really wanted to go, and my wallflower Brian didn't want to go without me. I can sit on a couch anywhere and feel awful, right? Though, when I feel this bad I don't go out just because I am miserable and it's hard.
I went. I should have stayed home because I felt overwhelmed by all the noise and my autoimmune symptoms were terrible. Watching Esther in another persons house was impossible, I gave it over to my husband. But the kids had a good time and I enjoyed my salad. And I knew we had nothing scheduled Monday, so...worth it, right?
I should have listened to my body and stayed home and encouraged my husband to take the two older kids by themselves. But, all's well that ends well!
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| Eating homemade sourdough :) |
Reuben woke up throwing up so it has not been the easiest relaxing Monday in my life! And poor Reuben. We have had a Monday of Mama feeling nauseous, Reuben chucking his stomach contents and Esther and Becky mixed up in chaos watching Bluey on repeat. Hah! Motherhood in the trenches. And God there in every moment.
I haven't done any Christmas cards still. New years cards? Haven't thought about them. We will see what happens. I picked up chipotles for lunch today and am praying my husband does not start throwing up at work. He has a presentation in front of 100 people today and I can't imagine fighting the stomach bug in that process.
Once everything seemed to calm down and I picked up chipotles for everyone...I popped on a movie to write this post. All three kids are currently watching Lilo and Stitch on YouTube. Christmas is in 9 days and I still need to find a present for my mother in law, mom and Aunt. My Aunt is arriving this weekend and I need to sanitize, clean and prepare. It's going so fast! I felt nostalgic and re-read our 2021 Sickmas Christmas adventure and our 2023 Christmas. Life IS flying by...I could only laugh as I read. God is so good.
So many things have changed since 2021. I no longer feel like we need to move. I am comfortable in our own home and I love our new carpet! But oh, we were so sick in 2021 with probably covid or the flu or both and what a wild adventure that was! I'm so glad the whole lockdown/covid stuff can become a distant memory.
So many things have changed since 2023. Esther is a whole person! She is talking in 2 and 3 word sentences and no longer a little baby. She's grown the most out of all of us. Reuben is 9 now and in fourth grade--he's done with form one (what Charlotte mason calls primary school) forever. What a milestone. Becky is in school and I am homeschooling two full time! It's crazy. How do I sleep? How do I cook? No one knows.
Brian is hanging up solar panels and I'm getting used to the idea that we never mow our lawn and our house looks like a mini tornado strewed toys/books/clothes around 5 days a week. Esther Rose is keeping me on my toes and I just don't have time to chase clutter and pick up the yard right now! I'm knitting somewhere in the margins of all this and did I mention I have a chronic illness? A full life if ever there was one!
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| opening some presents Brian's Aunt sent us from CA |
I wonder what 2025 will bring. I wonder what this Christmas will bring. I thank God for our new-to-us 1999 van and Brian getting the whole week off next week and my Aunt being able to visit and hopefully seeing my mom... so many things to be thankful for. And January brings the back to homeschooling my two beautiful school aged kids while juggling a baby and my sanity.
God be praised.
Anyway, I read enough of my old articles on here to think I should print some of the memories off for the kids... I am quite silly.
Merry Christmas! Eat a cookie for this diabetic who can't.
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