Isn't there some power ballad that would make a good title here?
I think I've used a picture like this before. I can't find it in the archives though, and if I have only a vague recollection of it then I'm thinking you won't object too vehemently. Our third eclipse last night was the boy's first. My photos are all black, so you'll have to enjoy the incredible photos at shining egg. We lost out on the house and the conspiracy theorist in me thinks there was something fishy going on with an agent buying it from the elderly woman. And when I think "escalator clause" I picture everyone in town heading up a department store escalator with boxes of their possessions, looking down on us with grins as they go to their new homes.
We're all fairly sick. I hate that I can't do things as well when I'm sick but T says it's the average of my days as a mama that matter. I sobbed, in return, that this week was bringing down my average. Somehow he got me to bed, and with coffee this morning everything isn't quite as bad. There's just sadness, hacking coughs, uncertainty... So we'll do what I always do when things feel overwhelming: go outside.
Total eclipse of the heart?! See, that's funny to think about. It's not all as bad as it feels.















Damn! Sorry about the house. It can be so hard to stay optimistic--sometimes you just gotta climb back in bed for awhile. The weekend is almost here and it's supposed to be sunny. I bet the boy will pull you into some fun outside exploring.
Take good care!
Posted by:Carrie | February 21, 2008 at 04:05 PM
Oh, and my favorite goofy power ballad is "Sailing Away" from Stix!
Posted by:Carrie | February 21, 2008 at 04:08 PM
I do believe we can make a home anywhere--doesn't have to be our dream home. I'm sure something wonderful will come along. Hang in there!
Posted by:Mary Beth | February 22, 2008 at 05:01 AM
Feel better soon. Sometimes I'm convinced that almost anyone else's worst day as a mama is better than my best, so I know how you feel. Then I get some sleep, and I feel much better.
Posted by:Trina | February 22, 2008 at 08:54 AM
:(
i am sorry to hear about the house.
i know how crushingly disappointing that can be.
hugs...
Posted by:gkgirl | February 22, 2008 at 01:44 PM
I feel really sad reading this. Isn't it so strange, the way we Mama's keep thinking we aren't doing the best - for ourselves, and our babas. We think that being sick or tired or grumpy is such a terrible downfall and makes us so "bad". Instead, it's simply our bodies telling us we are way too "good" all the rest of the time, and need to take a moment for ourselves.
From reading your blog - you seem like an amazing Mama, while still trying to be true to yourself. Your little one is so blessed to have you - loving, caring, showing, learning.
Get well soon. Sorry to hear about the house. I hope it happens soon for you all. Heart ache is hard to cure, isn't it. But smiling, laughing little ones help!
Posted by:Ellie | February 24, 2008 at 02:07 AM
Sorry about the house. I hope something better is just waiting for you.
Posted by:Mary | February 24, 2008 at 05:03 PM