Day 25 & 26

Day 25 & 26

I'm a little behind in the world of blog. I do know that today is Saturday, and the last day I blogged about was Wednesday. So catch up on Thursday & Friday. This week has been super crazy. But have you ever noticed that everyone says that about most weeks? At least we do. We look at the coming week and think how crazy that week will be, only to realize the next week doesn't look that much different than the week before. It's just that life happens. So Jared and I have been working on a different perspective when evaluating our weeks and saying, "this week is a normal week..."

So Thursday & Friday I worked, then came home to watch Ethan while Jared worked. We went to our small group at church on Thursday night, which was good to get Ethan and us out of the house. Starfish had another sad moment when he saw a toy that you get in and he couldn't fit. Those are the hardest times for me.

Yesterday I printed t-shirts for my little t-shirt business. I did that for about 5 hours while Jared stayed with starfish. He is a great dad. I am a t-shirt printing and heat press machine. There is another store that is interested in selling my shirts, so hopefully my little enterprise will keep growing. It's fun but after hour 5 of making shirts, I had a new appreciation for sweatshops in Indonesia. I have my own business of which I am both the owner and the sweatshop worker. I wonder how Karl Marx would explain that struggle.

So last night starfish and I went to a surprise engagement party for our friends Erin & Michael. Ethan discovered he loves puppy chow (or white trash or muddy buddies, whatever you call them!). Another surprise was how much he liked the corn, cheese, olive salsa. Needless to say we stayed next to the buffet table the whole time. Ethan and I were dusted with powdered sugar and cheese by the end of the night, and I'm sure we made a great impression on the new people we met there. Again, life happens:).

I woke up this morning not sure if I would last another 10 days in the cast. But I will. My body aches in new ways from carrying him, and I think my nose is officially damaged from the various cars that have hit my face. The funny thing is that this won't change when Ethan gets out of his cast. He will still be an almost 2 year old trying to figure out what to do with his emotions and desires, occasionally lashing out at his mother. So I salute all mothers today for the hardest but most rewarding job in the world. And I pray for your faces.

One thing I will mention is the increasing smelliness of the cast. If you ever had a cast, you know what I mean. Every other starfish parent we've talked to said that last week they had the cast is when it got pretty rancid. We are now entering that...

I think starfish is crying so I will go fetch him. Hopefully I will have some fun pics from Uncle Sean, Aunt Jen, & Audrey's visit.

Thankful for:
helpful husband, snuggly starfish, & seeing the light at the end of the body cast tunnel.