Normal operations

My last entry was very short, mostly because there is a lot of hidden emotion involved, and I knew that I would not have time to properly write the feelings associated. As it is, everything on there has its own hidden meaning. Also, it took me took long to do something I thought would be quick and simple. I found myself typing while saying things like, "Just a minute, and I will help you get a snack," and then progessing on to things like, "Mommy's almost done, you can find a snack"........pause.....typing....children come in with suckers and chocolate.....Mommy glances up, sees happy, quiet children, mutters something about being almost done again, and finally just gives up and clicks the Publish Post button, and lets her thoughts remain mostly unsaid. Things like blogs are good and bad. Good for getting your thoughts out there and staying connected to others, bad for parenting, sometimes. Like all mothers, there are times when you look back at the end of the day, and you find that you spent most of your energy trying to "take a break" and relax, just for a minute. The urgentness of dealing with sick little ones that leaves you quarantined at home with no release for over two weeks sends you running for a breath of fresh air, anywhere. So, anyway, I told the children yesterday that we were going to get back to normal operations. We are finally all feeling human enough, with the exception of Long Hair Proud Daddy, and sometimes you have to stop and stay, enough of the holiday. Let's get going. Well, then again, you also get tired of digging through laundry baskets for socks and underwear...