I feel as if I have no time to breathe let alone have some moments of grief with Kenley. I’m not saying that I want to sit down and cry all the time, or that I’m only sad when I think about her; honestly it’s the opposite a lot of the time lately. I just don’t have the time to feel much of anything, which equates to me feeling nothing and having zero emotion about her situation, which I don’t like. Let me explain because I think that sounds like I’m a shriveled up shell of a person which in theory is kind of true, but I do actually feel things, but lately I just CAN’T. This is a tiny run down of how my day goes (every day).
6 am Rowan wakes up gets a diaper change. We lay in bed and cuddle until 6:45-7:00
7am Head upstairs, feed her a bottle, get Landon ready for school, feed him breakfast
7:30 am Alden wakes up, gets a diaper change. Feed her breakfast. Feed Rowan baby food
8:15 am Start the van then gather everything to take Landon to school
8:20 am Take the girls (one at a time) to the van, get them strapped up and ready to go
8:25 am Yell at Landon to get in the car so we can go
8:40 am Drop Landon off at school and head home
8:55 am Arrive back at In-laws and unload the girls which is proving more difficult as rowan is in an upright seat now
9:00 am Everyones inside and we watch cartoons and have snacks. 90% of the time, someone (usually both the girls) poops during this time.
10:00 am Rowan naps (hopefully until 11-11:30)
11- 11:30 am Rowan wakes up, diaper changes
12:00 Lunch time for both girls
12:30 girls both fed and watch cartoons/play
1:00 pm Alden Naps, and most likely Rowan naps again too
2:30-3:30 someone wakes up. poops again
3:30 pm Alden wakes up from her nap usually. Diaper change
Here’s where it gets fun…sometimes I have to wake the girls up to take them to get Landon from school which includes loading them back into the car, and then unloading them into the double stroller, going inside his school, then back out into the car, then back home, then back inside… Tired yet?
4-5:30 Rowan gets a bottle at 3:30-4. play time/cartoons whatever will keep them from crying
5:30 pm dinner time
6:00 pm do anything to keep them from screaming their faces off because they’re getting tired.
6:30 pm Bath time (like every other day because it’s impossible to bathe them both by myself…)
7:00 Rowan goes to bed with a bottle, and then Alden goes to bed with two books
Ok, I’m tired just reading that, but it also doesn’t include anything that I do like if I can squeeze in a load of laundry, or wash my Mother in laws dishes. I’m just tired. I have no time to pee alone let alone anything else. I just need a day. I need a day to appreciate Kenley, and think about her, and love her more than I get to on a regular basis. Her birthday is coming up in like a month and a half and I can’t believe that she should be three years old. It makes my heart hurt. I look at Alden who will be two and I think about Kenley being here and being older than her and I just don’t even know what life would look like. I know that the girls, Alden and Rowan wouldn’t be here more than likely. Well, at least Alden because we wouldn’t have done IVF.
I’m looking forward to completing Kenley’s care packages this year because it gives me the time I am so desperately craving with my girl. I’m still collecting donations for her packages if you feel so inclined. There are a lot of items left that need donating and I’m scared I won’t make the goal this year. I have a lot going on, and honestly I shouldn’t have taken on the project again this year but I need it.
I NEED IT.
I need to do it to make me feel close to her. I feel so far away, and this is her season…Halloween until Easter makes me want to die. I hate the way I feel. I HATE it. I can remember every single detail of my life, yet it’s all a blur…
How is this my life. How?
God your schedule is so fucking familiar to me. We’re living the same life except I don’t take an older child to school, which makes your life harder for sure… You’re a great mama. Hopefully life settles down soon so you have more time to think about Kenley… I get what you’re saying – I find myself wanting the same sort of downtime for my own grief. Hugs, friend.
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