home at last...
ok not quite... but that is the thought at the fore-front of my mind... will it ever be so?
well, as far as my last post, i must say, once again, i have jumped ahead of myself in thinking things were worse than they are...
sometimes i am litterally blinded by my pride, and all it takes is just one little humble thought and an attempt to consider things from another's point of view and i am floored...
that is all to say i think ed and i were a little too attatched to Shekinah Cafe, and however understandable that may be, it still wasn't right for us to be assuming the worst...
but besides our aprehensions, there was a lot more i was going through as well... and still am i guess...
i feel like being a mom has made me a wimp... in a lot of ways... and this is a hard reality to face... though i am hoping it is not entirely true...
i realize i love4 the woods a lot less when my daughter can't for the life of her stay clean, or keep from being eaten alive by the mosquitoes which i only successfully keep at bay for an hour or two before the lotion wears off and i am distracted, and before i know it she lookeds like a diseased animal with big red bumps all over her face and dust and dirt caked to her snotty nose and collected on any and every wet spot on her clothes, as she happily picks up another two handfuls of dirt to pour on her head or throw at me...
and i realize that things really are a lot harder when you have kids... especially the energy level that decreased enough on it's own without the change in altitude that had us all dragging our feet and laying around in exsaustion every other hour or so...
and then the dissappointments of our collapsing oven, and stolen water line made things just a little too hard for me to bear...
i'd say at least i'm not the only one who had a hard time... rachel ended up leaving with her 3 kids after the same misfortunes as well as burns on her foot and a split open stubbed toe... but i think it only fair to say, she is by far much tougher than me... hope i'm not stealing any of her wind here by mentioning this... i'm sure she'll be writing as soon as she can...
anyways... here we are at yet another hotel, me having thrown up the whole way here, and adora having thrown up all night...
but hey... our laundry is done, and we are showered and bathed, and hopefully plannig to head out soon... we just have to go back in the gathering one more time to get all our stuff that we left set up, thinking we were just taking a mini break but given the circumstances of our unexpected sickness, we think it is time...
hallelujah, and heavy sigh... i really am sad by it i think.... i really wish i were up for staying... but my children come first and i think we put in our fair share, to say the least...
but this does give me thoughts of misgiving towards india...
am i really up for going to the country i have longed to go to for so long?
ameobic disentarie, gardia, malaria worms, leprosy... the list goes on....
i guess there are worse things though...
and i think all we have is a 24 hour flu... a few others were sick and recovered before we left...
well... pray for us.. we can't afford too many more nights in hotels... but don't want to drive just yet.. adora was still throwing up this morning, and i feel nautious and afraid to eat... meanwhile LoLo is working on a world championship for longest breastfeeding session...
well, as far as my last post, i must say, once again, i have jumped ahead of myself in thinking things were worse than they are...
sometimes i am litterally blinded by my pride, and all it takes is just one little humble thought and an attempt to consider things from another's point of view and i am floored...
that is all to say i think ed and i were a little too attatched to Shekinah Cafe, and however understandable that may be, it still wasn't right for us to be assuming the worst...
but besides our aprehensions, there was a lot more i was going through as well... and still am i guess...
i feel like being a mom has made me a wimp... in a lot of ways... and this is a hard reality to face... though i am hoping it is not entirely true...
i realize i love4 the woods a lot less when my daughter can't for the life of her stay clean, or keep from being eaten alive by the mosquitoes which i only successfully keep at bay for an hour or two before the lotion wears off and i am distracted, and before i know it she lookeds like a diseased animal with big red bumps all over her face and dust and dirt caked to her snotty nose and collected on any and every wet spot on her clothes, as she happily picks up another two handfuls of dirt to pour on her head or throw at me...
and i realize that things really are a lot harder when you have kids... especially the energy level that decreased enough on it's own without the change in altitude that had us all dragging our feet and laying around in exsaustion every other hour or so...
and then the dissappointments of our collapsing oven, and stolen water line made things just a little too hard for me to bear...
i'd say at least i'm not the only one who had a hard time... rachel ended up leaving with her 3 kids after the same misfortunes as well as burns on her foot and a split open stubbed toe... but i think it only fair to say, she is by far much tougher than me... hope i'm not stealing any of her wind here by mentioning this... i'm sure she'll be writing as soon as she can...
anyways... here we are at yet another hotel, me having thrown up the whole way here, and adora having thrown up all night...
but hey... our laundry is done, and we are showered and bathed, and hopefully plannig to head out soon... we just have to go back in the gathering one more time to get all our stuff that we left set up, thinking we were just taking a mini break but given the circumstances of our unexpected sickness, we think it is time...
hallelujah, and heavy sigh... i really am sad by it i think.... i really wish i were up for staying... but my children come first and i think we put in our fair share, to say the least...
but this does give me thoughts of misgiving towards india...
am i really up for going to the country i have longed to go to for so long?
ameobic disentarie, gardia, malaria worms, leprosy... the list goes on....
i guess there are worse things though...
and i think all we have is a 24 hour flu... a few others were sick and recovered before we left...
well... pray for us.. we can't afford too many more nights in hotels... but don't want to drive just yet.. adora was still throwing up this morning, and i feel nautious and afraid to eat... meanwhile LoLo is working on a world championship for longest breastfeeding session...
posted by 1weirdgirl at 8:58 AM
2 Comments:
I'm so elated to have these little updates. I'm sorry you're feeling sick and much worse to have a little one sick as well. You and Eddie are such troopers though, but I think it only lasts while you're young. One's endurance seems to wane, when it's hot, your body aches, your head is swimming in circles and your heart is breaking because you don't know where your kids are. But then there's this phone call or blog posted and suddenly your spirits and energy are lifted. I love you and hope you can all endure the rest of the trip.
I did not know you were still on the road!!!!!!! I think your baby eats more milk than any other EVER! I miss you and that milk eatter and mosquito eattee and ed the man. You guys are some of my sunshine and now my life is a little dull. I love you. Hope to hear more soon.
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