It was a busy, roller coaster week for me. Monday night I had a friend from out of town stop in to visit. Tuesday was a long, but exciting day and my mom had come in to help with Liam, by the end of the day, all I ended up doing was going straight to bed. The rest of the week has been spent battling stress and sickness with myself and Liam. To be honest, there was just no fitness this week so instead of Fitness Friday, let’s have a virtual wine date this Friday night.
- If we were drinking wine tonight I’d have to apologize for the venting I’m about to do about my week.
- If we were drinking wine tonight, I’d share with you the best part about the whole week, and the subject I keep reminding myself of to try and stay positive. On Tuesday my best friend went into labour at 33 weeks with twins. Her husband was away at work up north so again, I rushed to the hospital to be there for her and support her through her labor. It was a quick one! I arrived at the hospital just after 9 and the first baby was born minutes after 12. Let me tell you, it’s something special watching new life come into this world. The babies are doing as good as you could hope for being premature which is amazing. And Cassandra? She’s basically a birthing expert. She just makes it look so easy. I can’t wait to spend more time with her teeny tiny little girls and hoping they get to come home much sooner than expected. Oh, and I’m basically a doula now after being at the births of all three of Cassandra’s babies, so if anyone else needs support during labour, I’m your girl.
- If we were drinking wine tonight, I’d tell you that my son started asking for a girl who’s name I wasn’t familiar with this week. It turns out this is Layne’s girlfriend which was kind of a hard pill for me to swallow. While I have dated a little bit and I did introduce someone to Liam a long time ago, I’ve tried pretty hard to keep those two parts of my life completely separate from one another. I had no idea this girl was in Liam’s life so was surprised by that. It also reinforced that I will never be with the father of my child. I know that it was my decision to end that relationship, and probably for the better, but it still has me wondering what could have been if we’d have worked a little harder or done things a little differently. This isn’t the fairy tale life I had wanted for myself. I know that I need to remind myself that things could be worse. Layne and I are still in a good place with each other and I need to respect where he’s at now. I trust he will make the right choices in regards to who’s spending time with Liam, the same as I am. At least asking for this girl means that Liam likes her. These are the hills I need to learn to conquer on my own.
- If we were drinking wine tonight, I would also tell you how stressed I am about the fact that Liam is sick again. He came down with a cold two weeks ago, that didn’t seriously last long, but lingered long enough to hit in full force again this week. I should have kept him home on Tuesday, but was a little preoccupied having babies. Wednesday he went to Layne’s moms so I could be at work but I’m not sure he got much rest and relaxation there as he seemed to be having too much fun when I picked him up. Thursday he seemed ok, so I took him to day home, only to pick him up an hour later. I caved and made an appointment for a naturppath clinic to see what is the cause of his never ending colds during the winter, whether it’s just a low immune system, an allergy of some sort or what. Friday I stayed home with him again and ended up coming down with the cold myself. At his appointment I learned that his lungs are quite congested with phlegm which worries me considering there’s a serious respiratory virus going around. Also because he goes with his dad in the morning and I can’t control what will happen in terms of getting him healthy while he’s gone. I really stress about missing so much work and am already stressed about the possibility of missing more next week if his lungs don’t clear up. Parenting is really, really hard people. I could probably say that every day.
- If we were drinking wine tonight, I’d tell you that I feel bad that I can’t be there for my friends how I want to. I can’t just drop everything to go be with friends going through a tough time, or deliver something when they’re sick, etc. I try my best to support them from afar, but I always wish there was more I could do.
- If we were drinking wine tonight I’d tell you about all the bad food I really want to eat. Stress makes me want comfort food, obviously, and so does being sick. Today I was hit hard with a craving for Vietnamese. Spicy squid, vermicelli, spring rolls. Ugh. I want it all. Also, chicken wings. And all of the cheesy pasta. You’d think I was pregnant…
- If we were drinking wine tonight, I’d ask if you’ve seen the latest episodes of Sons of Anarchy or Parenthood and ask when Suits starts again because it is a way less sad/stressful show for me to watch!
- If we were drinking wine tonight, I’d finally shut up so I could let you talk. I feel bad for doing so much venting and would love to hear what’s happening in your world lately, whether it’s happy or stressful.
What would you tell me if we were having wine tonight?