It's been a while since I've blogged, I have to admit, it's hard to keep up when you have a more than full time job and 2 small children at home. The free time I get I find it hard to just stare at a computer screen, when there are so many other things I'd like to do, but here I am 2 am and I'm blogging.. perhaps sleep should be at the top of my list, since I know my children will come running into our room at 6am waking us up.
It's been an adjustment but I have to say I've fallen quite fond of it so far. I come home at midnight make lunch and dinner for the next day, 2am is when I'm finally in bed then back up at 6am to play with the kids, until I leave for work. Then the cycle continues again, is it exhausting yes, but I have a wonderful husband that on some days will let me sleep in. But on the days I have off, it's a magnificent feeling, Thursdays, Gael and Sofia are in their early preschool classes, then we head off to NYC have dim sum and just hang out so I can soak up my need for an urban landscape. Fridays Gael's in Soccer and Sofia will start music... one of my friends used to say my babies need a blackberry because our Saturdays are packed as well, then it's back to work on Sunday.
At first I felt mundane, thinking great.. here's just our routine.. but then I felt attachment to it's regimen..and frankly when I went to Chicago I missed it here. Could it be that I've fallen in love with another city? Am I cheating?? I find myself searching events in NYC, I find myself loving the food choices.. still not choosing NYC's Nathan's over my Chicago hot dog.. but I still... I'm finding a sense of security creeping up on me.. just because I love how comfortable my family is feeling. Granted.. I do miss my mom, my sisters and my niece and nephews dearly.. I miss them every second God gives me. I look at their photos every day, but I'm a grown up now, and I have to make a place for my family and it's becoming more and more like home here. I drove to work on Saturday night, I just had finished feeding the kids, Danny was serving them dessert.. and when I pull away from the driveway, I can see them through the window at our dinner table, I paused for a second just to look at how happy they are... and then it hits me.. that's it.. that's the picture of the life I've always dreamed up.. if I had nothing, no money, no job.. no friends (because here I really don't) I have that image of Danny laughing with our kids sitting at the table and just loving life. So if I'm cheating on my beloved Chicago, I guess I am.. and I have to say I love the excitement of this affair.
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