Thursday, September 30, 2010

Just checking in

(Betty's new dress! I mentioned to the Man that I thought Betty needed some new apparel, and he brought this home from a vintage shop near his office. Fourteen bucks--a bargain!)

Sorry to have been so quiet this week. I have been having maladies. The first was just one of those bugs I seem to get three or four times a year, stomach-related, I think, but not icky, just feeling wrung out and needing to nap a lot. Then, last night around 8:18, I got a cold. I've been having fall allergy issues, but right away I knew this was different. I knew it was pernicious. I knew I never should have had children, because this is what happens when you have children: you get colds every six weeks, whether you want them or not.

It hasn't been so bad, though, this being sick. I've felt very frenzied and a little frantic all fall--a little out of balance. Sometimes I think getting sick is my body's way of saying, Sit still. Relax. Drink some tea.

Or else it's my body's way of saying, Clean up. I can't write when I'm under the weather, but sometimes it makes you feel worse to just sit there. So I've been straightening up and dusting and rearranging furniture. And dressing up Betty. My big dream now is to find her a Santa's Elf costume for Christmas, like the ones the girl elves wear in "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer."

After a long, dry season, we finally have rain and cooler temperatures. It's lovely. I'm starting to believe that summer has passed.

Will is enjoying his newly revised room. He and his friend Gavin have built a gigantic castle out of blocks and odds and ends. On the floor. Of course. It is, I must say, a magnificent castle, and Will has asked me to sign legal documents that I won't "accidentally" knock it over while he's at school.

Gavin has been coming home with Will after school on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays. It had never occurred to me before this fall to import a child for Will to play with. One day a few weeks ago, I saw Gavin's mom, Sarah, at pick-up with Gavin's two younger brothers, whose afternoon naps had been clearly interrupted in order to come fetch Gav from Our Fine School. Let Gavin come home with us! I emailed her in a fit of genius. You can pick him up here when the little ones wake up from their naps.

Ah, I am brilliant. Will and Gavin have a great time together. They play with Lego and run around the backyard, like children did in childhoods of yore. They totally let me be, but for an occasional snack request. But even better: I get extra credit for helping Sarah out. Ha! I should be washing Sarah's floors and doing her laundry. She's the one doing me the favor by lending me her child three times a week. But no one but me sees it that way. I'm getting the mommy bonus points.

Ah, sometimes life is sweet.

Well, I need to go call my fiddle teacher and cancel my lesson for the third time in a row. Last week it was because Will was sick, this week it's me. I was feeling optimistic when I rescheduled with him Tuesday for later in the week. I didn't see the cold coming. I've been blindsided by germs. But the house looks nice, I've got a good book to read, and that stricken look of a woman running away from an out-of-control bus seems to have faded somewhat. All is well. Pass the Kleenex.


wayside wanderer said...

Oh, hope you feel better soon. And I sincerely hope you find an elf suit. That would be so adorable!

Angela said...

Love Betty's new dress. To my mind, the key thing about the elf suit is the little cap - but B has no head to support it!
So sorry you have had the sniffles - but think your new childcare system sounds brilliant.
Get 100% well again soon

Tracy said...

I hope your maladies ALL pass along someplace else quickly. Sounds to me like you're making the most of what could otherwise be completely unpleasant.

Are we the only two mothers who know that an extra child means Mummy-work is halved? Even an extra two or three children can mean I get left alone for much longer than if we were here all on our own. There is nothing quiet about a house that contains bored children who niggle one another for kicks.

magsmcc said...

Get well soon! I know I'm downright rude sometimes, but I do love your corner of words! Isn't it unbelievable how much easier life is when boys are multiplied?

the crew said...

I would like to officially proclaim you a saint for taking my eldest 3 x/week. While you feel as though it is helping you, I guarantee it is helping ME about 40 times more. And he comes home happy and ready to do homework, which is a miracle, if you ask me.
Thank you.

Pom Pom said...

Extra credit. That's funny.
I hope you feel better soon and you really are so nice to help those little ones nap. I hated waking up snuggle bugs for school pick ups.

victoria said...

I know what you mean, I have a lot of gratitude towards those child-visitors who are compatible company and inspire good and happy behaviour in my own children. Looking forward to seeing Betty's future outfits..

Gumbo Lily said...

I hope you get to feeling better soon, Frances, but in the meantime, enjoy quiet rest and hot tea.

Remembering the days when my kids had friends over and they played for hours and hours, leaving me to my happy self. I hear you.