we are still adjusting to our new life in new york. for the most part, i think we are adjusting well. there are moments in the day with the littles where it’s complete chaos, but i think (or at least hope) that is to be expected with two children under the age of two. and we had those moments back in dc as well. so i don’t think i can blame them on our move exactly…
josh’s hours at the office are a bit more crazy than his hours in dc. he is traveling a bit more as well. so lately, it’s been just me and the little ones living life around here. and while i try to put on my “i’ve got this face” while i go about my life and motherly duties, i just want to state here and now, i’m exhausted. this is hard. and i’m exhausted (did i already say that part?) also, i tip my hat to all of you who parent alone or “solo-parent” far more than i do. i realize there are many people who don’t have others to help them or who work even longer hours or have even longer business trips or work back to back shifts…and goodness gracious – you are incredible!
my saving grace the last few weeks has been buckling both those sweet babes into their stroller and just getting out and walking. everywhere. all day. in-between naps, time at the playground, life in the apartment and all the errands that somehow never seem to go away… we just walk. and it feels good.
if the past few weeks in new york have taught me anything (besides the importance of investing in comfortable walking shoes), it’s how much i appreciate my husband. when he isn’t working long hours, he’s helping me here in the home. and i know he is just as exhausted as i am, which is why i appreciate it all the more.
when josh arrived home last night from a 2 day business trip, eleanor ran over and hugged and kissed him before we could even exchange hellos. my heart wanted to burst. and then she kissed him again! apparently she thinks it’s more fun around here when it’s the four of us, rather than three. i agree, sweet child. i agree. but we’ll keep on surviving our days and nights as just ‘us three’ when papa is away. and i’m confident we’ll survive them. and they’ll get easier?