Coronavirus Chronicles Day #34

The dog woke me up last night at 3:10 by banging his thick skull into our door repeatedly until I heard him…have I mentioned recently he can be a jerk? I was groggy standing on the back porch wrapped in a throw blanket because I was too lazy to go get a jacket, he was happy as a clam taking a potty break and doing a quick all’s clear. I came inside determined to immediately fall back asleep which I was successful at doing. At 3:30 I heard the door bang again and I cursed the dog knowing he now wanted to get into our bedroom so he could try to finagle his way into the bed. He wasn’t going to win and I was going to ignore him! I pulled the blankets up higher and just as I settled back down to fall asleep again a shadow cast over me and a hand grabbed me!! I jumped out of bed only to realize it was Owen and he had a nightmare. He silently climbed into the bed between Adam and I. He didn’t say anything I just snuggled him or at least I tried. Snuggling him is like snuggling a shake weight, constant vibration. He didn’t settle down and I didn’t want to wake Adam so I quietly picked Owen up to carry him up the stairs. Holy cow he is a solid 56 lbs of muscle. With each step I debating the odds of me making it to the top without dropping him. When I finally reached what seemed like my suburban Mt Everest Owen turned to me and said I’m getting heavy aren’t I…yes, yes you are…At his door I set him down, I took a deep breath feeling the twitch in my calf threatening to turn into a Charlie horse. Owen happily walked the rest of the way to his bed. I looked at his sheets and it looked like he went a round with the blanket monster so I re-tucked his sheets and comforters. Then tucked him back in. I was about to turn around and head back downstairs when I heard his little voice tell me he’s cold and ask if I would stay with him. So I crawled into his twin bed with him. 30 minutes later he was asleep and I went back to my bed. I know there will be less and less of these request in the future and I’ll take the snuggle if I get it, even if it’s in a twin bed.

Alarm went off at 7, I got out of bed at 8. Drank my coffee and read the news then started getting the kids ready for elearning. Today is our Friday so we cranked it out!

The kids have had good and bad days and today I ended up having a conversation with them about understanding that we are all in different places on any given day. We need to give each other the benefit of the doubt. I said that each of us at any point are 90% happy go lucky, 2% sad, 2% scared, 4% unpredictable and 2% jerk. The challenge is that we aren’t always on the same emotion at the same time and we need to understand where we fall in that spectrum and respect where other people might be. I was surprised by how engaged the boys were in the conversation. We all agreed that the dog is 60% happy go lucky and 40% jerk…

Kids played outside and made a fort on the patio. Noah did a live gen z spinning ride and we had a technical issue so he didn’t know how he finished. Corbin then did an on demand gen z ride and was so happy when he finished in 9th place. Noah was there at the end cheering him on to the finish. I love watching the friendship that has started between Noah and Corbin. While the boys rode Owen, Dawson and I did circuit training. I’m not sure who looks forward to our afternoons more them or me. Noah said his abs hurt from yesterday. I laughed…

Adam made dinner again. Mom for the win!! Dinner tonight was full of laughter. The best sound ever!

Watched a cute Disney movie called Timmy Failure-Mistakes were made. Super cute movie and fun for the night.

The kids are now asleep and Adam and I are watching For the Love of the Game. I told Adam I’d never seen the whole movie before and he said that was just unamerican. It really is a great movie.

The kids are alright, Adam and I are alright, and the dog is living his best life.