Life

This weekend was probably one of the most difficult weekend that I had in a long time.

A work friend's wife just miscarried at 23 weeks. They are some of the nicest people that I've met. He always ask me how I'm doing and inquires how the kids are doing if I am absent from work because they were sick or for appointment.. He's just an overall genuine person.

I offered my help and they accept.. so I drove just over an hour to keep two of the world saddest individual company.. There's no right words that can be said in situations like this. Only time and rest can help them deal with this. I don't want to throw cliché there way like "I wasn't meant to be" or "Everything happens for a reason". All I said was that I was there for them and could listen to what they had to say and provide my personal input and that only time and rest would clear up this situation for them. I did tell them not to give up and to take care of themselves as I left.

I got home feeling drained and wondering how can two of the worlds nicest and genuine person, I've ever met be dealt such an enduring trial.. Only time will tell us why it happened and we might never know.. maybe it's something to do with the butterfly effect..

Anyways, needless to say, I hugged my kids a lot these days.

Take care
MommaBear

Love notes.

Most of the time, life overwhelms me. How can I balance a career? young children? a husband? and the never ending house chores?

On those days, I normally put all the chores aside and start looking for the reasons why I'm doing what I doing? Am I looking for validation? Justification? A need for self-fulfilment? Then out of nowhere, as I'm walking around the house figuring what's the next thing I need to do.. I heard the soft snores or the gentle whispers of my kids sleeping.. that when it hits me... This is why I signed up for this circus act.. for these little humans, that loves you unconditionally, they leave little notes all over the house .. A strand sock on the side of the sink, a reminder that they need to know where you are at any given moment... that trail of cheerios across the house that crunches as you go because they wanted to be there with you... doesn't matter what you are doing, they just want to make sure that you are there.. those sticky handprints on the windows, doors and more so your clothes are also part of those little love notes..

Do I need to get away? yes, like any other parents of busy young children. Can I afford it? No, like any other parents of busy young children.

I have not yet reached or found a solution to reaching that balance act in the circus of my life.. The main reason is that I keep getting distracted by these little love notes that I see everywhere.

Take care for now.

Love MommaBear