Recently I Was Really Tired Out

Colin crawled into my lap this evening. He had a rough day at school today. During Library, he got “in trouble” and had his name moved from the Green to the Yellow light on the traffic sign. That’s a bad thing. When you get to Red, you are in deep doo-doo. It took him nearly an hour to let me in on what he had done to result in his traffic light changing. Library days are wonderful and he didn’t come home with a book…what gives?

HIM: “I was sword fighting with my book-finder.  Me and Chorea were swordfighting and got in trouble and we got our books taken from us and we had our names moved to yellow and, and…..and I DON’T WANT TO TELL YOU!!!!!”

ME: “Thank you for telling me what happened. I’m sorry you didn’t get a library book, but I’ll bet you won’t sword fight with rulers again.”

HIM: “NOOOOO!!!! I’ll NEVER EVER do it again.”

Good.

Someone asked me this morning if I was ready to get back into the swing of things. I bit my tongue and smiled rather than telling them that my swing had swung far away many weeks ago.

 I’m looking for it.

Three months ago I was working full time, swimming with my kids, admiring my husband as a stay-at-home caregiver.

 Two months ago, hubby was starting a job and I was ready to be home to care for everyone.

 Six weeks ago I was at the beach.

 One month ago, we were asking Hospice to come care for Charlie as he prepared himself to take his final journey.

Three weeks ago I was managing medicines, phone calls, dr. visits, meals, bedtime, baths for young and old.

Two weeks ago, I was beginning to sit vigil.

One week ago I was planning for a funeral and sharing my home with extended family who rallied around to get through this.

Today, I said goodbye to the last of visiting family. I made calls to Social Security and insurance companies informing them of a death. I mowed the yard. I said goodbye to my husband as he left for a week away. I wiped tears, fed bellies, made beds, washed towels and felt very very lonely.

If this is the new swing….it’ll take some getting used to.

HIM: (On my lap) “Mommy…recently, I was really tired out.”
ME: “Yeah, why?”
HIM: “Cause I ate a whole green apple for supper.”
ME: “Good! I’m tired too.”
HIM: “Why?”
ME: “Cause I’m looking for my swing and I can’t find it.”
HIM: “Well, you can borrow mine.”

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Lisa Garcia
    Sep 22, 2009 @ 21:17:00

    Aww, Audrey. So precious! I had no idea you were such an amazing writer. REALLY, you are super talented. You need to write a book or something! 🙂

    Reply

  2. Me
    Sep 22, 2009 @ 23:05:29

    😉 Thats our guy, always willing to help

    Reply

  3. Elma Ebersole
    Sep 23, 2009 @ 12:55:04

    Loved this. I wish I would be so good with words. I have always been grateful for people that have helped me understand my own churnings.

    Reply

  4. Rosanne
    Sep 24, 2009 @ 12:02:03

    “Back in the swing of things”???? Audrey, you were so gracious!! People, in their innocence, bless them, have no idea!
    I am convinced you never return to the same “swing”, but I guess that’s okay cause I also believe that you do swing again.
    Isn’t it a gift that the same children who drain you also lift you? I think that’s God’s protective grace to them and you!! 🙂

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