If you don't know me, you might not believe what I am about to write. Be assured it is ALL true. Please note that this post is not a solicitation for sympathy, it is just the answer to the frequently asked "how are you". I usually reply with "fine, how are you" but here is the real truth.
I am stressed out beyond belief. Oh, that felt good to admit!
It all started in 2004.
January: My father broke his neck- requiring a titanium rod for repair.
After 2 yrs of trying to sell a house, we were finally free; homeless but free to move back to Portland. We were also expecting our 2nd child.
February: We bought a house but could not get the seller to move out, even after he had our money.
March: We learned that baby #2 was bringing a brother with him.
A good friend of the family (my sisters' father-in-law) was diagnosed with cancer.
April: We had to buy a new car to accommodate our expanding family and my belly.
May: May was such a good month. Nothing memorable happened.
June: My mother fell and broke her leg (a double compound fracture).
July: The boys were born 5 weeks early. Miraculously, they were perfectly healthy and able to leave the hospital at 4 days old!
August: I fell down the stairs and cracked my tailbone. What a pain in the backside that was!
September: The family friend died. We had to discuss the death of "Papa" with our 2 1/2 yr old.
October-December: Other than diapers, bottles, and an out of town husband I don't remember much.
Jan 2005-Oct: Still a haze
Oct: My husband started a new job and was gone for 10 weeks. I have no idea how single parents survive.
Jan 2006- May: My husband was away from home (out of the country) for 17-22 days at a time. Total Insanity!
May: Southwest Airlines finally called requesting an interview. Life was starting to look up. The boys were getting easier (or were we just adapting?).
May 29: Chris and I were in an accident in his father's Triumph GT6. Totaled the car and my body. I spent 4 days in the hospital, 8 weeks in a back brace and arm cast. I was unable to do anything. My children had to go to my parents (2 hours away). I still see therapist and doctors multiple times per week.
June: Chris was offered the job of a lifetime! SOUTHWEST AIRLINES, baby!
July 21: The brace came off, the cast cut away! I felt so free. Lots of pain but making progress.
July 28: My parents were returning the children to us when they were in an accident. They were stopped on I-5 when someone rear-ended them at 75 mph.
August: Chris left for 40 days of training. I really don't like training. I am so thankful that this is the last job he will ever have (at least that's the plan, but I know plans don't always work out...Ugh...)
September: Chris was still gone. Our daughter started Kindergarten. What a delight she is!
October: My pilot came home...Briefly...
Today: Chris was in another car accident (again, not his fault). Another British car was taken off the road for good this afternoon.
I sit here wondering, what more can my family take? I almost have to laugh as I re-read this. I'm the one living this and I can hardly believe it.
I know that in the BIG (really big) scheme of things, my life is good. I have an amazing husband ("amazing" doesn't even do him justice), healthy children, good friends (you know who you are, thank you), and good relationships with extended family. So, I am not complaining. I am just documenting...Venting...Asking for a break from our "adventure"...
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2 comments:
What can one say? Life is never ever predictable. We have been convinced by well meaning people to believe that time alone will make life normal again. Time alone heals nothing it only dulls the pain and the memories. Life is not normal, it is unpredictable.
Hey I just wanted to offer some silver lining here- it was good that your fall happened AFTER the twins' arrival! Still, sorry that all these things happened. Did someone break a mirror or something?
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