Hello, my bloggy friends. Thanks for stickin' with me. I'll be honest and tell ya that the last few weeks have been a struggle for me. And for my kids, evidently.
I've mentioned before that the Jubilant household has relocated. Never an easy change, no matter how many times you've done it or how well prepared you are. There are just those kinds of adjustments that take longer than others and some don't even show up right away. They just kinda sneak up on you.
To say that getting five people's lives into a 10 x 15 storage space and a 10 x 10 bedroom is a challenge is an understatement, to be sure. We've been here over three weeks and I am still trying to figure it all out.
Family on all sides has been amazing. I am so thankful for the space to live and store stuff, for the help in moving and the prayers and emails of encouragement.
And then there is the constant challenge of raising kids. I had to revamp our schedule to fit within our new temporary family dynamics and space limitations and the kids have had to fit into new schools.
I've also had to revamp our disciplinary "vision," for lack of a better word. That's been the toughest part -- as always. How much do you let go because you want to give them some leeway since there's been upheaval (even when the change has been good) and when do you drop the hammer because you don't want to be taken advantage of and let things get out of hand?
My days have been spent alternately standing over them during bedtime brandishing various disciplinary uh, tools, we'll call them and hugging them when frustration gets the better of all of us.
Sometimes I fall asleep before they do and that's never a good thing. Unless you count getting more sleep a good thing. And it would be if I weren't dreaming of my whirling dervish brandishing his own tool -- a permanent marker poised to draw a beard and mustache on my face. Or my cruise director sneaking his Game Boy into bed and hoarding half the other kids' toys under his pillow.
Not to mention that The Calm One is once again gone for training and will soon leave on his overseas deployment. (The reason we've moved in the first place.)
Clearly we are working on an issue or two.
But it's all good. Truly. And I'm sharing all this is by way of explanation as to why I am spending less time blogging and more time with the chitlins. They need me. And they need me to not be on the computer so much. Or so worried about getting the laundry folded just right and the floor swept after every. single. meal. Not that that every happened anyway, just between us.
Soooooo, what's up with you?