My Week in So Many Words.

Thankful.
[The week started out well, despite Chris's 4 day and 3 night planned absence for work.  There was lots of love and calls and even an evening when friends brought by food, cleaned my kitchen then stayed while my babes slept I got to the gym for a great workout.  The body of Christ serves me.  I am grateful.]

Rooted.
[We had some good days, the kiddos and I.  We stuck close to home.  I felt it best since it was the first time Gus really had a grip on what Daddy being gone meant - we was clingy to Chris just before he left and lately hasn't really been excited at the idea of going out, though he's ok when we do.  But this time around, home was best.] 

Solo.
[Chris was scheduled to be home in time for dinner on Thursday night, but that was not taking into account a large forest fire, and the role he plays as the map guy for provincial emergencies for our region.  Late work on Thursday, a 12 hour day on Friday (when we thought he'd be home) and about 8 hours at the office during the weekend, most of which was during the evening dinner and bedtime hour.  Though he was in and out, I began to feel more alone than I did the days before.]

Unwell.
[Saturday night Chris was home for a few hours.  We decided to go out for dinner - treat ourselves with that overtime pay.  We walked into the restaurant and three...two...one: Gus threw up.  A lot.  We got some pizza instead and ate at home.  Over the next 2 days, both kids would empty their stomach twice and Chris and I would experience unsettled stomachs.  Oh, and my eyelid swelled.  It's better now.]

Weary.
[It's not about the sleep, though I find I need a lot of it.  It's not even about the kids being sick, it didn't change up our routine too much except add a load or 2 of laundry and add disinfectant to the grocery list.  I feel like I need to recharge, but I'm not sure how: workout?  books?  my journal and a latte?  nap?]