Is it really the middle of September already? Time flies when you're so busy you don't know if you are coming or going. I've accomplished a lot this week, but I'm not sure how successful I'm feeling. I think exhaustion is more or less the word that describes this past week and all it has required of me.
1. Madeline celebrated her 9th birthday on Sunday, and this is the first time I've had a moment to blog about it. It was a busy day filled with soccer games, a family party and the standard pre-party frantic scramble to get the house cleaned and the laundry washed, folded and put away. The party, which included grandparents, an aunt and an uncle, turned out nicely. I even decorated her cookie cake and it turned out halfway decent.
3. Despite all the craziness, the house is relatively clean. Sure the laundry isn't folded and some of it isn't washed yet (two loads to go!) but we're functioning with what is on hand. Grocery shopping is partially done and will be finished sometime today or tomorrow. And I'm slowly adjusting to life with two children in school full time. The days when I'm not kept busy with volunteering feel tremendously long between the hours of noon and 2:30. I'm used to not having a child around for the early part of the morning but it's very odd to not have a little person by my side for the rest of the day. It's been over nine years since I've had this much time to myself. At this point, I'm not sure I like it.