Today was one of those busy days, for the most part. It was actually the morning that was busy. I got up early so I could get the kids out the door and we could go deliver our cake along with a friend who had a cake to deliver as well. It was a very productive drive. We dropped my cake off first in a town that was about 30 miles from us, then went to another town that was 40 mi from there to deliver my friend's cake. On our way back, we stopped back in the town we delivered the first cake because I needed to pick up the materials for my teaching credential program. My friend also met with someone there to pick up cake making supplies. So, yeah, killed 4 birds with one stone on that trip. Super awesome. Once we got home, I napped on the couch with the kids a little because I was just plain tired and the meds I am on right now make me a little nauseated, and resting helps it. After that, I was trying to figure out what to do for dinner and I got a text from my awesome friend, Mellissa. She invited me over to another friend's house for pizza. I was happy to accept the invitation because with my week and her week being so busy, I haven't seen her at all! So there we were, 3 women and 9 kids in one house! Fun times. Our kids all play together well and it was nice to just hang out.
I talked to Ian today and just caught up on what has gone on the past few days. He called while I was driving so I had him on the car bluetooth. Every few minutes we would be interrupted by the kids yelling or fighting in the back seat. No matter how many times I tell them to be quiet when I am on the phone, especially with daddy, they still end up being loud. As, I am telling the kids to be quiet, Ian starts laughing. I asked him what was so funny and he responds that it is just hearing the kids. I then apologize for them being so loud. Ian replies with, "It's ok. I like it. It is real life. I like hearing the normal everyday stuff. I miss it." Of course, because I am in the middle of the yelling, I am thinking "How can you miss this?" But, I can understand that hearing the everyday noises reminds him of being home. I still can't help but apologize when Daniel lets out a scream for no reason and I have to yell back to him to get him to stop. Ian always tells me it is ok and now I know it really doesn't bother him. It is our life together. It is the way he remembers when he was home. So, hearing it is kind of like smelling your childhood favorite home cooked meal on the stove, it just takes you back to that time. I guess the ear piercing scream can do that too.
Just have to keep making it through one day at a time. So far, I am making it.
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