Being responsible for the living and well-being of someone besides yourself can be beautiful, tiring, rewarding and at times horribly frightening.
I don't mean to sound dramatic but sitting in a tent on Saturday night in a nasty storm second guessing my every decision had me facing the extreme seriousness of being completely responsible for someone else's life.
As we headed into Saturday evening I knew that there were storms coming. I knew they could be pretty bad. After talking to Mel (in the other tent) we decided to stick it out because we were too dang tired from the storms followed by an early wake up the previous night. I thought if I drove home to avoid another storm, we'd probably get injured when I fell asleep at the wheel. No, get some sleep and drive home in the morning, who cares if the tent gets wet again.
I laid my head down Saturday night, and it was calm outside and SO HOT and muggy. The next thing I knew I was startled awake by a loud clap of thunder. BOOOOOOM. I sat up and zipped up the tent windows. Then suddenly the tent kinda collapsed on itself, pushing into my back and there was this strange quiet. I pushed the tent back up. A deluge of rain started. Lightening was all around us, I couldn't even distinguish space between the lightening and the following thunder. I propped myself over Lucy (who slept through this) and turned on my cell phone. Got a text from Diane.
I had the sickest feeling in my stomach. Here was Lucy, sleeping, trusting in a tent with lightening crashing all around. I debated. I texted. Finally I prepped the tent and faster then I ever could have imagined I could do I scooped her up, and jumped in our car. Mel did the same from her tent to her car. Cradling a now awake Lucy and avoiding touching the sides of the car I told her that we were seeking shelter from the lightening. I rubbed her arm, she rubbed my cheek. We talked about shadows. I breathed a sigh of relief.
When the lightening died down I buckled Lucy in her carseat and Mel and I in the middle of the night packed up our tents and sleeping bags, threw them in the cars and caravaned home.
I stayed awake the whole time.
I think next time I am hiring a decision maker, to make the big decisions for me. Take some of the pressure off.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
These days Lucy has been calmer and more mature and the animals are
responding favorably. Lucy LOVES being responsible for the animals and really loves when they trust her and snuggle with her. It's so cute, she sits really still and calmly calls for me to come watch.
Lucy and Zeppelin were snuggling and she was thrilled when Bailey's jumped right up to join in.
after dinner when momma and Lucy were doing homework at the table together
up jumps Azazel. Azazel LOVES to get all over homework/books. Lucy couldn't have
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Saturday, June 19, 2010
The past few days we've seen a lot of Jacob. He's our baby turned big boy.
Now that's he's old enough to say "no" to Lucy she has a run for her money. He's still our sweetie and so very flexible and accomodating to her directives and demands.
Lucy and Jacob had a little country music festival at my house on Wednesday night.
Jacob and his mom joined us at Stonebridge festival of the arts this afternoon.
The kids did a lot of dancing before and after the band started.
Lucy admired some beautiful art.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
We were supposed to go camping this weekend but with forecasts of lots of rain/dampness and thunder for all parts of the weekend we decided to wimp out and head north to a hotel/waterpark for some fun and adventures.
Lucy took a moment before our evening swim to model her snowboard pants that I picked up for a real deal at a 2nd hand store (Oilily's for cheap cheap cheap, and O aren't they cute!)
aren't they just so cute and peaceful when they sleep?
next morning we were up and ready to hit the water park again.
Here the kids are in between attempts to get them to go to sleep.
The mamma's needed a "safety break" the kids were being so so awful
and we needed to restart bedtime with a pep talk to both ourselves and the children.
It went something like this "remember, we really both wanted these kids ... we really love these kids, remember how hard we worked to get these kids in our lives??? remember the agonizing wait and how we couldn't wait to get them in our arms???? Yeah ... ahhh ... let's start this bedtime over, OK? AND next time, we each get our own rooms how about that???"
the results were hard won and so worth it. i was too tired to walk
across the room and capture the sleeping mo mo.
The next morning Mo teaches Lucy how to play leapster.
I think we checked out of the hotel around 8am.