I guess that now is a good time to update the blog. It keeps me away from cleaning the bathrooms at 6am and lets me sit and enjoy my coffee while still feeling productive. I don't have many new pictures. I have been working 40+ hours a week and this past weekend the boys went to Greg's house. Today is my day off....and I am going into work for some meetings. This new schedule has been an incredibly huge adjustment on my heart and physically on my body but I love it. I miss the time with the boys significantly. SIGNIFICANTLY. But, this change was the best thing that I have done for myself in the past year. And happy parents grow happy kids.
An updates. Last night at our weekly family dinner my parents told us that my dad was getting open heart surgery this month. yeah....I know. I don't know much more to say about that. I actually don't want to say much more. I just want to have some time to process in my head what is going on. I did however step back and realize some things about myself last night. When I get told scary, sad, or hard news I immediately go into fight or flight....sometimes both. I try to find solutions. I start putting action plans into place. I look towards the future into and make sure that if things start to break apart, we have something there to build them up. It is a strange turn of emotions. I sort of shut down and focus somewhere else. So the more I thought about this...the more I realized how often I do this. Mat has told me this for the past year. And yes, it is something that I have been aware of...I am able to pick up my big girl panties and concentrate my energy onto moving forward. But last night I realized how dysfunctional it was. And then when I am out of the energy of "fight" mode I am able to process a bit more. This past year I have sort of been able to slow down, step back, look at myself and my actions and slow my roll. It's been nice but still a learning process.
That's all. That is my whole story. I will keep the blog updated on my dad's progress. It will be a crazy month in the Mitchell family.
I don't know if I have talked about this before in my blog but it is something that makes me smile in the mornings. It is still dark when I take the boys to Amber's house. And they frequently find the moon. Cameron says, "There is my friend, moon." and then Owen will say, "There is my friend, star." Sometimes they will talk to them sometimes they will just show us where they are located in the sky. Anyways, it is something that melts my heart every time I hear it and I wanted to share it here so I never forget.
Cameron's imagination is off the hook. I love it. Last night he was taking bread sticks and acting like it was a swords to fight dragons and then later it was a huge gun and he was chasing Sawyer. He also has a quick wit. It is so fun to watch them grow up into such different personalities.
Walking into my office last week. I must say, it was something that I needed that morning. GREAT coworkers!!
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