It seems lately, everything I’ve done has been skimmed over on a superficial level. I have so many interesting articles to read and I don’t have time to really give them the thought they deserve. I have 2 books on the go that I should have been done ages ago and normally would have but I’m only reading them in small bits when I can grab time. I went to town yesterday and got boxes for packing and then last night I worked on a website. Lately I just haven’t felt like I have the time or the energy to pursue anything deeply like I usually do. If there is anything that will be good that comes from this move will be, being able to finally share the kids with Kevin again.

I used to look at single moms and think I could never do that. I admired them so much. Suddenly all those months ago, I became a single Mom. Although, I knew that even though it was a shock and a change, I was lucky because Kevin had the kids half the time. I think I only came to appreciate what many moms go through when Kevin moved to Fredericton last month. I’m tired, run down from having the kids all day and all night, every day. He’s had them here and there a few hours on weekends and this past long weekend. But it barely touches the surface when I have them so much. Not that I don’t love my kids and enjoy their company but I’m recognizing that I’m tired and strained from this. I’ve become accustomed to it but there are sacrifices to my inner self to do it. Less time for me means less time for nurturing of my soul. So despite the stress and chaos of moving, I just keep thinking of the benefits and it fuels me.