The past week has been filled with much craziness. Not terrible craziness, just crazy in the sense that I’m a bit sleep deprived and feel like my brain is exploding.
Ben was away for work interstate for four days, just as painters were arriving on our doorstep to start painting our internal living areas, the final step in phase one of our house renovations that were done over the past few months. While technically it was fine for us to stay in the house while they were here, I quickly realised that dropsheets, plastic, paint scrapings and a whole lot of dust wasn’t a great combination with living with children and maintaining my sanity, so we took refuge with Ben’s parents for the week. Given it was a last minute decision, I madly ran around trying to pack just what four people would need for the week, but was frequently dropping back into the house to pick up a library book or swimming cap or one of many things I’d forgotten. Who knows what the painters were saying about me in their own language as I popped in randomly looking for bits and pieces.
We were very well looked after for the week and the boys loved being at Grandma and Grandpa’s house, but there’s a certain sense of chaos that comes from living out of bags in someone else’s house. The boys seemed to be up later at night and were awake at the crack of dawn, and I think I slept in that half-awake state listening to the cat or waiting for a child to wake up and need me. Nicholas was up until 11.30pm(!!) one night and seemed completely wired until the moment he finally gave in and fell asleep. I think every possible appointment happened to fall last week, so I spent each day and some nights driving from one place to another. Luckily the boys have wonderful teachers, because I’m pretty sure I was not the world’s most efficient mother last week.
While the painting isn’t completely finished, all the prep work is done now so we moved back home yesterday and it’s nice to be back in our own space. Everyone is still a bit out of sorts, but I think my level of frazzled-ness (if that’s even a word) has settled somewhat. I’m keeping my fingers and toes crossed that the week ahead is a little more calm.
I can only hope. And breathe.
nicholas: We are seeing the effects of you having disrupted sleep patterns and being out of normal routine and environment over the past week, as our normally happy boy has been a bit feisty this weekend. But you are always grounded by a bit of wrestling and cuddles with Daddy, or snuggles with Mumma. Hopefully our world will be a bit less crazy soon and we can all settle again.
charlie: I found you at the base of the stairs, inside the box, working on your latest creation. This weekend, you’ve made an Octopod out of any available containers and boxes in our recycling bin, a car complete with computers, a “spaise rockit ship” for “Scoobee Doow”, as well as designing Halloween cutouts to decorate our front fence. You’ve been very busy.
Joining in the 52 Project at Practising Simplicity ~ a portrait of my youngest boys every week in 2015.