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Our Family's Bitter/Sweet Life

Monday, February 23, 2009

Monday's Random Musings

Mrs. Nurse Boy back from the family funeral for my Grandmother.

Yes, I am back. And so very happy to be home. I simply cannot WAIT to crawl into my bed tonight. My brain is tired and my body is moving at a very slow pace. It has been exhausting packing for 5, feeding 5, making sure all 5 of us look presentable at all times, and, well, the list goes on and on.

So, here goes my random thoughts inspired by our family-filled, out-of-town weekend...

(And, I DO mean random...these are NOT in the proper order. I am too tired to think that hard.)

*****Sweet Pea did not disappoint. Well, sort of. She did manage to flash a few relatives. Not too many, and NOT the entire church. You will all be happy to know that she WAS in tights. Black ones to be exact, so no one caught a glimpse of her pink Dora undies. Phew!

*****Sweet Pea DID have a meltdown right before the family was preparing to walk down the aisle behind the casket. So thoughtful of her!

*****Bruiser and Sweet Pea almost took a swim in the beautiful fountain of Holy Water during the visitation on Sunday night. I intervened, only to hear snickers throughout the church. It was funny...if they weren't my own children, mind you.

*****The word of the weekend was LATER... You see, must of my mother's family practices a different religion than we do. During mass there were many questions regarding Who? Why? What? Where? And, how long? My answer, through gritted teeth was, "LATER!" They got the message, eventually. I was sort of hoping just to blend in this weekend. (Note to self, if you want to blend in, leave the three children behind.)

*****Nurse Boy and I had to share a bed with Sweet Pea this weekend. This is the very reason why I can barely keep my eyes open. She was SOOOOO tired that she had a horrible, restless sleep all night long. She kept crying, talking, whimpering, and even kicking in her sleep. At one point, she had Nurse Boy in a headlock while kicking me. In! Her! Sleep! We can laugh now. Mostly because we get to sleep in our own bed (without her) tonight. If only we could sleep in!!!

*****I must also warn you to NEVER go to the hotel gym when you travel. The treadmill will make you hate your own. It will make you have the sudden urge to take all of your tax return to the sporting good store and buy the nicest treadmill in the place. It was glorious! I told Nurse Boy not to get on after me. He didn't listen. I think he left some drool behind. Oh, glorious treadmill at the hotel, you will be missed!!!

All in all, it went well. Grandma's life was celebrated, her family was honored, and we got to spend some precious time catching up with family we seldom get to see. There wasn't any family drama. Just kind words. Encouraging stories. Fun memories. Thoughtful sentiments.

A BIG thank you to all of you who prayed for us! I felt God's presence. It was only by His Grace that everything went so smoothly. Thank you!


Mummy McTavish said...

Praise God for a weekend spent celebrating grandma's life.

Praying for you still as you gather yourselves and answer the questions your little darlin's will have over the coming weeks.

Sir Nottaguy-Imadad said...

Sleeping with children, oh what joy. Over the years we've had our kids and grandkids sleeping with us at various times (I had a bad dream). Sometimes I thought it would be easier sleeping with a grown mule that with a child.

Boy Mom said...

So glad everything went well.

Thanks for the sweet pea laugh. Hope you can get a nap in tomorrow if you can't sleep in.

Prayers for a speedy funeral recovery!

Jewel said...

I'm so glad to hear that most everything went well and I'm sure there were those who enjoyed sweetpea's antics. Laughter always helps.
I'll be praying that you can get some rest and naps in over the next few days.
I don't sleep with children. The end. *grin*

Theresa said...

I'm sorry for your family's loss. But I'm glad that there were some moments of humor to help you through.

I love sleeping with my grandkids, however, as Sir Nottaguy-Imadad, doesn't, we don't do that very much.

Boy Mom said...

You alright?

Funerals take more out of us then we realize. I'm sending you a big hug and some prayers.