Mondays are always hard in our household. Daddy is gone and everyone just seems to have a hard time with that (including me). Today is no exception. Mari went on an hour long tantrum this morning....mostly because she wasn't getting her way and was told that hitting is not ok. Peder is playing too aggressively and has shoved his sisters over repeatedly. Emmy has been pretty even-keal today....at least so far.
So when I'm feeling frustrated, impatient and exhausted like I am today, I take time to look at my scrapbooks or just find a favorite picture of us. Our Christmas picture this year turned out really nice. It only took like 8 tries, compared to the 20-30 of years past (and that includes the years when it was just Jake and me and the dogs. So I look at my adorable family and try to remember that my screaming children are the same ones that are smiling so adorably at me from this picture.
The main basis of my frustration is that I'm continuing to have severe pelvic pain and once again it's starting to prevent me from doing the things that I want to do. The pain is not well managed and I'm really hoping that I can get some answers this week. I have an appointment with an orthopedist on Wednesday morning and hope to have a plan of action then. I'm going to PUSH for one.
I am ready for Christmas to be here. I have to go pick up a few more things, but otherwise I am set to go. I can't wait to watch my children and husband open their presents. I'm excited about what each of them is getting and know that they will all like what they get. We're baking cookies with Peder this weekend and I've gotten our menu for Christmas Eve done. WA-HOO!
I hope you all are enjoying the holiday season and are staying warm. It's SO cold out there I don't even want to let the dog out!