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Thursday, October 2, 2008

That Awwwww Moment!

I never knew "staying home" could be so time consuming! I remember last year, commuting over an hour a day, dropping off kids at the crack of dawn to child care and preschool respectvely after tearing through the house like a madwoman making sure THEY had lunches and snacks, extra clothes, permission slips for nature walks (I know..) and the like, then realizing I forgot MY lunch and rushing back, finally getting to school and walking into the classroom just in the nick of time (or a few minutes late - smile). I used to think, Wow! Imagine what wonderous things I could accomplish if I didn't have to rush out the door. Eight straight hours at home...hmmm...what a luxary that would be!

NEWSFLASH - Luxary, YES! Dull? NO!

I don't have to spin like a top anymore although I still do pack lunches and backpacks on a daily basis. My morning commute is considerably lighter and done at a much slower pace depositing me back, to..ta-da..my doorstep! But my time flies by. (and please don't even bother grinching at me cause you think its laundry I'm getting done...I'm not!)

You already know that when I sit down to write, time disappears..or if you don't, feel free to read this post, but somehow my passion for family support after a loss has morphed, grown, exponentially taken me over (ahhh- its a philathropy monster in the making!)...

My informal meeting with the head childbirth nurse led to a formal 15 page hospital manager's proposal that (as I read it again) almost sounds like I am creating a job for myself. What? Did I need another job? Apparently so, because everything is falling into place (well- pray for the funding) but everything else is!
The book is going great and although it will probably take another six -eight months to complete I know it will be yet another outreach tool to use in my crusade.

Yep - the only thing suffering during this labor crunched, intensive computer work, internet research, crazy proposal writing, blog maintaining time is....MY BODY. I went from a teacher, moving all day with her students to a writer lady hunched over my laptop (I do really try to sit up straight!), clicking at keys all day and hell bent to make a difference even if laying down each night is a series of snaps and pops offered up from my aching body.

(AND NOW FOR THE AWWWW MOMENT ILUDED TO BY THE TITLE OF THIS POST)

So, yesterday my hubby, my sweet and kind and generous hubby walks into the local bakery where I'm working (seriously, I was working! My stuff covered the whole table and yes I did eat a few treats and yes I know how charmed this life is!)...Anyway, he walked in, kissed me and presented me with this-




Yeah! A gift certificate for a one hour, full body totally relaxing massage and The Relaxation Station! He simply said, "I hope this helps" and "Ok, love you...gotta go to work now".

Oh - do I love my husband.

3 comments:

Michelle said...

Awww what a wonderful hubby! A massage sounds so great!

MrsSpock said...

I hear you! I only have one baby, but between him and all the other house related chores, writing, and social activities, my life is jam packed.

A massage sounds fabulous!

Martha said...

What a Sweetheart your DH is! I am so proud of you for all your hard work. I will visit your parenting blog too to get to know the rest of the clan. I hope you enjoy your massage.

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