Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

I was fast enough on my feet that I was able to get to FedEx before they left with my chemo medication. Yesterday was quiet, I was excited to have the house fill with kids and noise. I’m excited to be with them this summer; just being together getting to be near them will be exciting…though the arguing…not so much. Only a few short weeks until they end school. We decided to just let them be a bit of a bum this summer. Since I can’t reliably drive them – I didn’t sign them up for much this summer except swimming since it’s just a block away that they can walk to practice.

The children had a school event last night, L asked if I was going to attend, I was hesitant as I can’t stand for a very long time…so I would nee the wheelchair. I told both kids that I would need the wheelchair as well as my hair cap. Both kids looked at me like I had two-heads. L responded, “Well, yea…you can’t stand for a long time, why wouldn’t you be in the wheelchair. And you’re head will get cold!” So as a matter a fact. It was my own insecurity. Neither of the children cared that I was going to be in a wheel chair. I thought they would embarrassed by me. Nope just all in my head. It was nice to see the familiar faces and voices again. As soon as we parked, the kids were ready to run off. There was an obstacle course that all the children were excited to be on. S immediate got herself a face painting. L for himself a shaved ice along with popcorn and cotton candy. The event was pretty grand! We hung out there for a couple hours…I was wrecked by the time we got home. And slept until 8 this morning.

J headed off to Costco this morning to get the heavy things (water, milk…meat) as I’ll be headed there with M to get the light stuff for camping. Camping is next week and I absolutely can not wait. Plus there’s a chance that F will be joining us. Our families camped together before, last summer we built a make shift “damn” with all of our kids. It allowed the water to pool to our knees versus our ankles. R made a swing and the kids took turns swinging and getting slightly splashed. All the moms got on and took a turn at swinging…including me after I put my foot in my mouth. The words “I’ll go if F goes” came out of my mouth betting that she absolutely would not…and she looked at me with a huge smile on her face and responded. “Okay!” I couldn’t believe it, I would have bet the farm that she wouldn’t get herself wet in the cold water! Clearly I was wrong. She went swinging, then I had to pay up. My kids were absolutely besides themselves that I was going to get on the swing. L was especially shocked. Mama having fun?? Unheard of!

With the rain / snow that happened this winter – there is a possibility that the damn will no longer be there. So there are plans to go back and take a look at the condition of our creation.

I decided to take a crack at laundry. The washing / drying…easy. However this family is currently living out of laundry baskets. It’s a mood. J is living out of SEVERAL different laundry baskets. So I have consolidated our clothings lives into two laundry baskets. I consider this a success! But that’s all I got in me today.

Kiddos decided to go camping before we go camping. Trial run. They worked together and figured out how to put the tent up, insulated the ground so they wouldn’t be cold and brought every single blanket and pillow in the house into the tent. They essentially built a sweat lodge. They seemed very happy to do so. Of course I’m anxious and it’s taking everything in my not to sleep on the couch downstairs so I can make sure they are okay. The gate is locked but my overprotective voice “Crazy Jaga” is got all sorts of thoughts running. The reasonable and logical thought process is that this is fairly safe. We are upstairs, door and window are opened…they are together in the tent with their iPads and means of reaching us. The “crazy yaja” side thinks someone is going to kidnap my babies. I watch too many movies and I let it get the best of me. Checking the cameras one more time and heading to bed.