One of "those" days

When Sav woke me up this morning just after 6, I wanted to cry. I already could feel that it was going to be "one of those days." Exhaustion, nausea, fatigue (which is probably the same as exhaustion... but using an additional noun seems so fitting!) were going to be my companions for the day.  After getting the kids breakfast Cade had a brilliant idea: To unearth the "noisy toys bin" from the basement.  We soon remembered why all the noisy toys have stayed in the bin the last few months--- they all needed batteries. Batteries we had!  Less than ten minutes later, all the noisy toys were up and going and Mom found herself back in the horizontal position for the next few hours to endure the day. I think that was Cade's best idea yet.

After the noisy toys lost their excitement, we went swimming. Or rather, I stumbled from the couch, walked through the kitchen and plopped on the lounge chair on the back deck and watched on as my little ones took a swim in our pool.  While watching them splash around happily I felt a bit of guilt. There I could sit in the shade in my not-so-pleasant state, and there they could swim happily in the sun, exert TONS of energy while having a blast. Life doesn't always present itself with perfect solutions like that.

Then Savvy took a nap. So did I. Cade played quietly in his room. What a dream.

After naps we noticed the wind was good outside so I peeled myself off the couch and we attempted to fly Savvy's kite for a few minutes.

And then "we" went swimming again. This time I took pictures:

Thanks to the crock pot, we had dinner and a breakthrough moment: Savvy ate ribs!  As in meat. Up to this point Sav has been a very hit and miss gal when it came to all forms of meat. She usually declares before putting any form of meat to her lips, that she simply does not like it.  Well, today she took 2 bites (that was all I put on her plate-- you know, to make the meal seem more do-able for her) of the ribs and ASKED FOR MORE.  It was a hallelujiah moment for sure. We called Dad to report the news. Cade, of course, ate his meal without a word of complaint. I hope he continues to rub off on his sister!

I mustered the energy at 6:30pm to put on make-up and drove down the street with the kids to a reception. The plan was to get there right at 7 so I could just park the car at the house real quick while the kids waited in their seats, drop off the gift at the table and be back in a few seconds. The make-up was just in case someone saw me.  Well, the street was packed and we had to park several homes away! So, out the kids came, all freshly bathed and in their jammies and we walked down to the reception.  I know it doesn't really matter my kids were in PJs, but I was rather self-conscious.  Mine were the only children there--- and being in their sleep-wear made them even more conspicuous. We said our hellos, gave our gift and then before we left, Sav and Cade got to fill a little baggie full of pink treats: Gumballs, M&Ms, popcorn, jelly beans......  It was the best reception they'd ever been to. For one, they weren't dressed in a stuffy shirt and tie or a dress, two, we only stayed 5 minutes, and three, , they got to come home with deluctable treats.

So I'd say it was a very salvaged day. Thank you batteries, thank you pool, thank you wind, thank you crock pot, and thank you darling couple who got married and had a little candy shoppe at your reception.  Thanks to all of you my kids will not think of today as the day their mom lived on the couch. I am fortunate it turned out to be a lovely "one of those days" for them.