Rant of the Week
Before Jaley arrived, my good friend, Sheila, told me that the first year of having two kids was the toughest of her life. That is coming from a lady that had major open heart surgery the following year. But, she also told me that one day, right around the time your youngest turns one, you are going to wake up one morning and think - boy this parenting thing is getting easier - life is good.
Well, I have to tell you - Life is good. For all of you reading regulars, you know that our entry into a family of four has been far from smooth. A tough pregnancy topped with bed rest at the end. Jaley's colic and ear infections. Sarah's normal toddler tantrums. The loss of Sally, my Dad's companion and partner of nearly 20 years. My dad's escalated heart problems. A case of baby blues that may have crossed that invisible line to post-partum depression. My thyroiditis. Scott's long hours and travel at work. Broken leases and dishwashers at the rentals and the decision to start exiting the business all together.
No one thing was a mountain, but stacked together it was a really tough climb. Now that we are here, I can tell you the view from the top is really good. For the first time in a while, I really feel like myself again. And now that it is swimsuit season, can say I pretty much look like myself again, too (though some parts droop a bit more). It isn't that life is perfect. Jaley still doesn't sleep through the night, Scott still has to work too much, and I still get bitchy. But, I am happy, really happy.
The girls are just adorable and becoming my best friends. Sarah is a quite the little person. Sometimes full of piss and vinegar, but mostly full of sugar and spice. And I must say even when she fights against me all day, I may not like it, but I have to admire her sense of dedication and independence. Jaley is too cute for words. She is into everything and can turn a neat house into a war zone in minutes. She has figured out how to get around the gate/blocker at the bottom of the stairs and often sneaks upstairs just to get to the playroom to find more toys. She idolizes Sarah goes to her room first thing in the morning to wake her up. She gives out hugs and kisses (at least that is what I call them) which just melt my heart.
I know that there are lost of bumps in the path as we move forward, but for the moment Life is Good and I am happy just to soak that in.
Life in the Stroller Lane
This weekend Nana and Great Papa (Gigi's grandfather) came in for a visit. We had a great time. We went to a Durham Bulls game, a town Carnival, and, of course, Nana and Sarah baked. They made Scott and Papa a chocolate cake for Father's Day and they outdid themselves making pizelle cookies. We are still enjoying all the indulgences, and need to spend extra time at the gym as a result.
Scott arrived back from California marking the end of some heavy work travel. He is glad to be home through the rest of June. He is also finished hiring. There is always constant churn of workers as people try out new opportunities, but for the moment, Scott's team is fully staffed.
The rental is all spruced up and on the market. The tenants have been a mixed bag. They are cooperating with the showings, but the wife has been a royal witch to me. Oh well, I wasn't looking for her to be my friend anyhow. So now it is just a waiting game. If we don't get an offer in the next couple of weeks, we will just re-rent it.