I cannot remember how I started my day....
Oh yeah, a friend came over to do some "shopping" (I'll post more about that later....). She left with a suitcase full of clothes for her younger boys. YAY!!
My son got a late start (no great surprise there -- he was exhausted from yesterday's tiyul). I got a little annoyed about how late he actually got up, but I managed to let my frustration go. I even made him lunch, so he left feeling good that his mother "took care of him." It is such a funny stage -- he wants to be independent, but he also wants to be pampered. Finding the right balance is.... challenging!
An hour later, another friend came over to treat me to shiatsu.* What a pleasure! I have been feeing overwhelmed and stressed for several days. I felt so relaxed when she finished treating me!
Then I met with my "narrative therapist." We have met several times already and I am still not sure exactly what "narrative therapy" is, but I find the sessions with her insightful. (And she comes to my home, so it could not be easier!) She asks probing questions that make me think. My purpose in meeting with her, is to use our meetings to reach my concrete goal of getting my house in order (primarily decluttering, but also organizing....). Today we mainly "caught up," after not meeting for several weeks. She also helped me to refocus on my ultimate goal.
In the middle of our session, I got hungry. That has not happened for the longest time!!
I actually ate some real food and enjoyed it. I had a small piece of eggplant parmesan, a small slice of carrot cake, and a tall glass of milk. I was still hungry afterwards, so I ate some honey roasted peanuts. Not bad for someone who has not had an appetite for 10 months!
A few hours later, I ate an early dinner with my two younger kids. I had a bowl of soup and corn on the cob, with butter and salt. What a simple pleasure to sit and eat with my kids!
I really enjoyed spending the time together.
Unfortunately, I am now paying the piper.... My stomach is grumbling and acting up again.
Perhaps I should have eaten toast with jam, but that is so boring!! I wanted yummy food.
It was a very surrealistic day, slow, kind of wierd feelings.
My daughter had her Kfitz Kfotz gymnastics presentation this evening. This year, they did a local presentation, which I really appreciated. It was much easier for me to attend a shorter program that was close to home.
When we arrived home, my son was already in bed, and on his way to never-never-land. Before I left, we discussed what time he should eat supper and go to bed, given how tired he was this morning. I am pleased that he demonstrated responsibility and made sure to go to bed on time. I am proud of him.
My daughter also had a few thoughts to share about her day. She raised several issues that were disturbing her, primarily about certain dynamics at her school. I tried to guide her a bit, but mostly I just listened. I am glad she feels she can talk to me.
Today is my eldest's birthday. She was not home all day. I missed her. My youngest was especially disappointed that her sister would not be around to celebrate her birthday. My youngest is always very diligent about making something nice for our birthdays. She clearly felt disappointed that her sister would not be receiving her gifts on her actual birthday. My youngest and I sang Happy Birthday to my eldest over the phone. We will celebrate more with her over Shabbat.
My kids are all growing up so fast....
Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.
With love and optimism,
* In addition to practicing Shiatsu professionally, Idit volunteers her services to me and to the Yuri Stern Foundation.
Idit has a wonderful, warm, and relaxing treatment room in her home.
For regular treatments or to treat yourself to something special:
Idit Amir email@example.com
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