16/365...2011 I Need a Weekend!

My definition of a weekend use to be a time to hang out, a time to rest, a time to do something fun together as a family and worshiping together at church.  I don't think we have had very many of those lately.  And to make it even worse this is a 3 day weekend - but only for Savannah and I.  This is not a day off for Eric.  I wish we had a 3 day weekend each week, especially with all of the hours Eric works.  It seems as if we never get any projects completed, never all rooms of the house cleaned and organized at the same time.  I am sure this is the same for many families.

This weekend, all three of us have had different social events, all fun - but all pretty much separate. Eric works every Saturday morning on his Mardi Gras Float, I went to an evening painting class with a friend and Savannah had a birthday party at SciPort on Sunday afternoon.  It was not a bad weekend, but just not what I visioned in my brain it would be.

Saturday morning while Eric was away, I cleaned and cooked spaghetti and meatballs.  I worked on craft projects along side of Savannah.  I promised her an afternoon of Target shopping and Baskin Robbins ice cream.  It rained all day and when we got to those stores the electricity was out.  Not what I promised or planned for the weekend. Sunday morning I worked hard cleaning, putting away clothes, cooking a good bfast , only to have no one eat what I cooked and the house was a mess when I stopped to go wrap a birthday present and put my make-up on.  Friday night we did have a nice dinner together at home and made smores by the fire (which no one ate). 

By Sunday evening I get a little envious of seeing posts of other families, who went out of town for the 3 day weekend, went out to dinner together as a family, went to the movies together, had family over for dinner, had a date night (Eric and I did have a great date night last weekend). I was homesick from all my former churches and church family from Al, OH, IN and KY who posted about being at church today.  We have to just jump in at a United Methodist Church here and go with it.  This has been the hardest move ever to find a place to fit in for church,  but the easiest move to make friends.  Totally unlike any other place we have lived as a family. I have a great MOPS (Mothers of Preschoolers) group and Bible Study group, but I am about to have to drop that due to Savannah's preschool schedule on Wednesday mornings. 

For some reason I am just a bit sad about too many little things today.  Maybe its because it has rained for a few days and been cold.  Maybe its because it is January - the least favorite month of the year for me for several reasons.  Maybe hormones also have something to do with it.  I don't think I am the only Mom who has these feelings this month of not being my best self.  I did get a chuckle as we left the birthday party this afternoon at Sciport Childrens museum .  A friend and her son were leaving as we were.  He looked at me and said "My Mom is being mean to me".  Savannah said, "My Mommy too"!  I asked her why she thought I was being mean.  She said because I was making her go home.  We had been there for 3 hours and 15 minutes!  Sounds to me like I had been a good mommy!

Now I will count down the last half of January and get to February as fast as I can. January is the month that my Daddy passed away and he was buried in February.  I had my first fertility treatments that same year and month. I seem to take everything that happens too personal when I am in this mindset.  I seem to let these sad memories get to me each year this same time.  I will go into each day left in January and look for the blessings or memories of each new day and opportunity that God has for my family and I.  I will strive to continue to make each day special for each of us and look for opportunities for us to do as many things together as possible.