This week I am grateful for just getting through the week. It has been a tough one. But I survived. I am not cut out for this sole parenting - it is freaking hard work. I miss Chris. The girls miss their daddy. He misses us.
I am grateful we spent a whole week together as a family over Christmas. I am grateful we got on the same flight as him on New Years day, and spent 18 wonderful days together in Hong Kong.
Abbey, Zoe and I set up our new apartment while Chris was very busy at work. But we were together, we were a family. Coming back to Melbourne was difficult on so many levels. Some days I feel quite lost. It is just plain weird having two homes, in two different cities.
I am grateful this week I managed to pack up a few things, sort out some more boxes, throw out some more rubbish, dig up a few more weeds from our garden and add some more things to the op-shop bags. There is still a long way to go. Today, I am up for the challenge. A few days ago, I was completely overwhelmed by it all.
I am also grateful the apartment is quite well built, as we have these huge windows, with an inviting ledge, a perfect height for little people to climb up on. And climb up they did.
Have a lovely week.