This is the new train installation (in progress) at the neighborhood conservatory. We were looking forward to to spending the morning there with some friends today, but that was unfortunately thwarted by us needing to leave after half an hour due to a toddler meltdown that I’m pretty sure is a direct result of said toddler waking at 6 or 6:30am the past couple of mornings instead of the usual 8 or 8:30. I officially blame it on the time change. (It also may have something to do with a new baby in the house, and a mom who steps on the creaky floor board in the hallway at early hours on a quest for coffee to start the day.) On the bright side, at least it was only a five minute drive home (the end of which resulted in carrying a sleeping toddler from the car into the house, at which point she woke up, of course, and did not nap for another 2 1/2 hours), and we have a conservatory membership, so we didn’t waste any money! (My husband called me a “relentless optimist” the other day.) I have to say, though, that the day only got better after the hard-fought-for nap and Happy Dragon delivered to our door by sweet Stephanie, who had signed up to bring us a postpartum meal.
(***I interrupt your regularly scheduled blog post to state that people who bring meals to families with new babies are wonderful. Also, those meals are so helpful even when the baby is a month old, because that is apparently when you hit rock-bottom for exhaustion.***)
Curiously, everyone’s mood improved incredibly when we just moved the party upstairs, where I made some headway on filing paperwork while the kids lounged on the beds and Alex played with little things she found in the guest room/office. By the time bedtime rolled around, I was reminded that most of our days are good and fun, and the exhausted, more challenging days like today really are the exception.