Last week was, for a variety of reasons, not the best. Both girls came down with an upper respiratory bug that was not quite the flu, but seemed far worse than an ordinary cold. Ellie had it worse, waking up several nights in a row with a fever and crying most pathetically, "I need medicine. I need honey." All of us were sleep-deprived, neither girl was eating well, and Ellie's fuse was thislong. Meanwhile, Josh is facing some extraordinarily stressful (re: unreasonable, at least in my opinion) demands at work, and everything bubbled over to the point that he was discouraged, frustrated, and overwhelmed. I felt helpless, because I can't do anything to improve his situation, or make the girls' illnesses subside faster; all I could do was hope the weekend would be better.
Thankfully, it was.
The highlights:
The girls slept in to the unheard of hour of 7:30 on Saturday morning (Younger Amanda is mocking me for considering that sleeping in, especially since I was already up...). Ellie woke up happy. Elaina woke up like a teenager, which, because she's only 5 and not 15, was endlessly amusing to me.
We had a successful shopping outing, which included a large haul of fresh fruit at Costco, several new dress shirts for Josh at the mall (a Year of Yes thing, especially because he needed them quite badly), a new coffee company to try from Fresh Market (since 30/30 raised their prices and we can't/won't justify $16.99 for 12oz of beans), and cookies for the girls.
I made homemade horchata. I love getting horchata at Mexican restaurants, but I always assumed it would be too complicated to make at home. Au contraire. Easy-peasy and delicious. Meanwhile, Josh made steak tacos, beans, and guacamole. And I basically died and went to Heaven.
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| Tbone steak tacos with grilled onion and "Mexican butter", black beans, and horchata |
While Josh was making dinner, I gave the girls makeovers with some of their Christmas makeup. They both wanted dress up clothes, and Ellie decided she wanted to be a princess when she grows up. They look pretty adorable to me. (And when did Elaina turn 15?)
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After dinner, we Skyped with my parents. Ellie wants to know when she can talk to Gramma and Pampah on the iPad again.
On Sunday, Josh and Ellie went and bought all of us breakfast, and I steam mopped the floor and made soft batch chocolate chip cookies. In the afternoon, Josh took Elaina to a school friend's birthday party, and I took Ellie out for a little one on one time with me. (This is something I've decided I need to do more of--just have one on one time with Ellie or Elaina. I want them to know they are individually important to me, and that Mommy is more than just the rules she sets down, that they are loved deeply and always, always treasured.) She barely said 3 words while we were at the ice cream parlor because she was singularly focused on the task at hand: turning her entire mouth blue.
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Ellie and I came home and I put a movie on for her, and Elaina and Josh got home just in time to see the end. The girls went to bed without incident, and our weekend concluded with a good episode of The Walking Dead. And we have already survived the first day of the week. Things are looking up so far.
















