At the speed of Flight Aware

The other day I had to pick A up at the airport in the evening. It wasn't too late, but late enough that if I put the kids to bed I would have had to rouse them for the trip. The combo of knowing I had to get up early the next morning and excitement that he was coming home sent me into overload. As I was incessantly hitting the refresh button on Flight Aware to see how far out he was I realized that I needed to step back for a minute and take a breather. Really, hitting the refresh button wasn't going to make his flight go any faster. Then my thoughts started wandering, wondering, and wishing that there were a Flight Aware tracker for the rest of my life. When am I going to get off this leg and onto the next? How many more legs are left in this journey? Will there be more turbulence? I hate not knowing what is in store.

In the meantime, everything just rolls along. I work and come home and work and play Supermom. A works and comes home and works and does chores. The boys continue to grow. Kidzilla will be 10 at the end of the week. It is amazing to me to reflect back on all the changes, in both him and me, in the last 10 years. It's already summer here again- but the nice part, before the heat and humidity set in. It's like everything is on autopilot and we are just following the vectors we are given.

When Motherhood is hard

I came across two essays in an online magazine recently that I identified so much with. The first is about the daily rush and taking time to breath and just barely holding on- Surrounded. The second is about waiting for loved ones to return and the secret fear that they won't- Calendar. Both essays feel like things I think about on a weekly (if not more) basis.
A made it through is surgery fine and blessedly the tumor pathology was fine. So one more week and then back to work for him. Just in time to leave me with no one to babysit for Kidzilla's spring break. We just never seem to be able to get our timing right! So far I've kept A so busy at home that being a stay at home dad is a full time job. Which is how it should be :)