So heavy, revisited

I posted last week about the crazy load that I feel like I’m carrying and how sometimes I don’t think I can manage it for much longer. And I got some really great suggestions/support.

But the more I thought about it (and the more I talked it over with Jessie), the more I realized I had it wrong. The picture should have looked like this:

So heavy revisitedI may feel like I’m crumbling under the weight of carrying all of those things, but it’s not true.

Yes, I do a lot to support, encourage, accomplish each of those “blocks.”

But each one does a lot to support and encourage me. (Well, maybe not the finances and cleaning bits. Those are just draining…)

Particularly DB and the girls. They give me a reason to keep going. They give me hugs and kisses and awesome moments to remember when things get tough and I’m tired and just want to run away.

Oct.30.14.1 Oct.31.14.1So when I think I don’t have anything left to give and I’m going to go crazy if one more thing needs my time and attention, I just need to look at them and see all the things that they give back to me.


Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I thought I’d take a few minutes to reflect on, and enumerate, the things for which I am truly grateful…. ((Because I’m sure this post is not popping up on every other mom-blog out there today. Whatever. You have to read my sappy grateful list anyway.))

My Friends: Cris, Amy, Angie, Devinder, Schmiddie, & Elise – I am so lucky to have such awesome women in my life. They make me laugh, forcibly drag me out of my bad moods, provide valuable advice on parenting and life, and just generally enrich my existence.

My Family: Mom & Dad, Mike & Sarah, Jessie & John – I have a fabulous family. They are always there for me if and when I need them (and sometimes when I don’t). They love me unconditionally. They were responsible for shaping me into the woman I’ve become and help define who I am. I don’t know where I would be without them.

The Littlest Brewster: She constantly amazes me and renews my sense of wonder with the world. I frequently wonder what my motivation was before I had her – I honestly can’t remember. She is happy ((For the most part. Not, of course, today when I’m leaving town and sticking her dad with solo parenting responsibilities for 4 days…)) and healthy and the awesomest, coolest little girl ever.

The DreadBrewer: I try to show him how much I appreciate him and love him, but it’s hard. Life happens and daughters need tending and beers need bottling and bills need paying – it’s easy for your spouse to get lost in the shuffle. But there would be no shuffle without the DreadBrewer. He is my rudder, my anchor, my touchstone – all those terrible metaphors that are suppose to show, in words, how important someone is to you – that’s him. My family may have shaped me into the woman I have become, but DB made it possible for me to become her. There is no doubt in my mind that my life would have turned out very differently (and much, much worse) if it hasn’t been for him. I love you so much, buddy, and I want you to know that I am truly, truly grateful to have you in my life.

So there you have it. The short list of people who make my life fabulous and for whom I am everlastingly thankful.

Happy Thanksgiving! I hope it’s a good one!

*And for those of you who are anxiously awaiting LB’s 11 month update, you’ll have to wait until at least Monday when I get back from Oregon and have an opportunity to take an appropriate photo!*