I have to write this on the way home on the train. If I had more time to spend as I usually do, I would, but I don’t. This is what life has been like lately: a list of TODOs that each time you are able to cross something off, life adds two more items. It’s the reason we have not had a single post since mid-December. Here is just a flavor of the last few weeks:
Our Christmas was quiet, unexpectedly quiet. We postponed our trip to NY because both kids were sick. When we finally did go, it was fraught with mishaps:
- Our water heater began spraying all over the basement the night before we were to leave
- Snow and freezing rain began to fall not five minutes into the trip
- Lucas was cleared for travel by the pediatrician but had a fluctuating temperature as we drove eight hours during the most recent arctic cold snap.
- Much like A Christmas Story there was a turkey debacle which included poultry on the floor and a touch of family drama
- Our car broke down the day before we were to return home—we were stranded at a mall for about seven hours
- The three year old began to complain of a sore tummy at the Pennsylvania State line and and was sick in the car and at home for the rest of the evening
- We came home to a little surprise that I can’t go into—let’s just say I would not ever want that to happen again
The water heater guys set off the fire alarm and I was unable to turn it off or to call it in as a false alarm. Unfortunately T was not home when a ladder truck with four firefighters pulled up to the front of the house, sirens a blaring—he would have loved that.
My sister came to spend time with her nephews and gave us some welcome relief. But it seemed like her stay coincided with a super-flurry of activity.
I have been shopping for a new dishwasher, refrigerator and freezer for over a month with nothing to show for my efforts. I gave up a few days ago.
Yesterday, we bought a new range on a lark—not in the budget but, oh well.
I am still taking down Christmas decorations.
The next hearing is about a month away and we have much research to do and an attorney to consult—there is a whole nother post here.
Birthday party—the little urchin just turned three years old and he is having a few of his crazy friend over to celebrate
My new job with tons of new responsibilities had to do without me for about three weeks while I was home with Lucas. I already miss him. I could really be a stay-at-home dad for a while.
Lucas is getting big, fast—really big.
T is getting smart, fast—really smart.
Today was my first day back to work and 389 e-mails.
Our new, perfect, infant son returned after his first time at day care and I realized that I knew almost nothing about his day.
It seems as though I will never be able to balance the career that is taking off with the desire to spend more time with my family. I know that I am going through withdrawals with Lucas and will get used to being apart from him, but it is a little depressing.
Somehow I am about to get reoriented to our new existence—two working dads—two beautiful growing and developing boys—three wonderful dogs—and all of us living in our big old house, a house that will always need work.