I shouldn’t be on here because I have got so. Much. Work to do, but as I haven’t updated properly since E was 12 weeks old and she’s now 9 months old (jeepers!) I guess it’s probably as good a time as any.
We have moved into the new house (yay!) even though it’s nowhere near finished (boo!). It was just time, though. The spending no time together thing was getting very old, very fast, and even though it will take months to get the house to 100% livable condition, we will be there as a family (happy heart!). We have one more week on our lease at the rental to get it cleaned up and ready to hand back and then that chapter is behind us. No more rent, no more power-crazed rental agents, no more inspections, no more ugly, badly designed, drab and dreary rental properties.
Work is just crazy and I’m so behind. It’s good, but not good - I absolutely underestimated how hard it would be to juggle business, baby and building. The stress has been taking its toll - I am worn to a ravelling, as the Tailor of Gloucester would say - and I have had (and continue to have, truth be told) doubts about my ability to mother, to wife and to slay in business simultaneously. But you weather the storm and hope for calmer waters by and by.
Elizabeth, ah sweet Elizabeth! She is beautiful and cheeky and clever and charming and ridiculous all at once. Honestly, I thank my stars every day for her. Motherhood is tough (fatherhood is tough, too, I would imagine), and we all struggle at this part or that part; my patience has been running thin just as she is starting to assert her independence, but she inspires me to do better, which is just how it should be.
Facebook brought up a picture of me in my triathlon wetsuit the other day as a memory. It made me a little sad; all my fitness has vanished into the mist of work and motherhood and house, and I can’t seem to bring myself to do anything about it. I am trying to eat more fruits and vegetables, at least; say what you like about Lean Cuisine ready meals and their ilk, but at least it’s reasonably balanced, and better than chocolate and chips for dinner.
Anyway, that’s all there is to say really. Once I have things a bit more ship shape at the new house, and there are less boxes filling up my physical and mental space, then I’ll do a wee tour, if you like. If you’re still here, still reading, please say hi.
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