Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Plumbing Plunders
Emily finally gave into sleep after a morning of fussiness. She has catapulted into the stage where she is crawling, pulling up, desperately trying to do everything on her own, and can get into just about anything. Talk about energy. This kid has more energy that I've seen in a long time. I wonder what it's like to not be able to sit still and just... be. So she is asleep, and the maintenance crew just got here to fix our plumbing. We have a brand new washer and dryer but haven't been able to use them. About 1/3 of the way through the cycle, water starts to flood everywhere. We tried plugging the pipe holes with washcloths but the water just came out into the other room instead. So, the landlord got a phone call. He said that the main water line had some roots blocking it so he cleared those out and its supposed to work. I sure hope it does because i'm running out of towels to clean up the floods! Jonathan is at work. I'm getting used to being alone with Emily most of the time again. I spent the first 7 months of her life mostly alone with her. Of course I had the help of my sweet mother, grandparents, and dear friends at church but our days were normally enjoyed together--just the two of us. After Jonathan came home, I had the privilage of having 2 months (almost) of tons of help with her. Now it's back just us. Another one of those adjustments. As I prepare for Jonathan to attend a 2 week long school on post next week, I worry about several things: being in a new house alone, not knowing the neighborhood, taking care of a baby and a dog by myself, cooking meals, getting her to bed, and somehow finding time for myself. I know i'm perfectly capable of doing all of these things just how they need to be done. There is really nothing to worry about. I think that one of the things that can benefit a person most in life is being flexible. That is something i've had to learn. I wasn't exactly a flexible child or teenager. The army is teaching me this lesson very quickly. After all, where would being rigid and harsh get me? I choose happiness and contentment.
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