Some days...

Today I had his crazy type of day..sometimes life just shows you all the corners of the emotional spectrum so to speak..

The day started really harmonious and relatively peaceful if you don’t count the million sibling fights that start at 6.00 am over who’s turn it is to hold the cat, and for how long... 

Besides from that tiny detail it was i who woke up happy because I had had a wonderful dream where there was warmth and closeness with someone I am missing very much every day. Then it was I who was granted some painting time on the ‘balcony studio’ because the two warriors had agreed to play nicely at a certain point.  They had decided  to ‘make some money’ by selling their most ‘un-desired’ toys downstairs in the hall way of the building where we live in.  

The day went on being really great too after that because my friend called me if I was up for a play date between her kids and mine..so we gathered our kids and went to the nearby park to let them swim on possibly the last summer day being warm enough for a nature swim..  I was having 15 minutes to myself laying on the warm sand while dreaming away about the nice dream I had had that night. I was dreaming along without disturbance because  my friend took all the kids to a water play thing somewhere else in the park.

But about 15 minutes later the day started to shift completely.. from peaceful dreamy harmony to huge hysteria and discomfort. My son came back from the water play thing crying his lungs out because he had a splinter in his foot and under his nail on his hand. He is so good at making extreme drama when he has something small but slightly painful. He did not allow me to get the splinters out. While negotiating with him about allowing me near the nail and foot  he screamed so load that the rest of the people in the park must have had the impression I was putting splinters into my sons  foot  instead of trying to get it out. This whole situation took about 45 minutes and three bystanders to help me to get them out, when he finally calmed down. Then it was time to go home. But while walking home the youngest daughter of my friend took a bad fall and hurt her knee. Meaning she had to carry her to my place which is not that far from the park, but she has a broken elbow bone herself so she isn’t really allowed to carry her kids at all. Drama completion came when my daughter too took a fall before we arrived at my place.. so five tired kids and two stressed mothers around dinner time isn’t a good combination..

So I took my kids and we went with her to help her get home safely with the broken elbow and the kid who could not walk. I took her crying daughter on my bike, while she walked the rest of the kids over on a 15 minute walk to her house . when I arrived alone with her upset daughter I had to disable the alarm in her house before I could settle her crying daughter down. But I could not get the alarm code in the right way because she had forgotten to tell me what to press on before typing in the code.. so now I was standing there with the insane sound of the alarm going off all around us and her daughter crying in my arms for her mommy! I think stressed does not describe my state of mind on that point well enough.

But all is solved now and all is well! The kids are finally all in bed and peacefully asleep, while I feel the fatigue hitting me in the face. So I think I have had enough for one day..... I’ll go to sleep early hoping for that nice dream I had last night to be continued...

Goodnight..xxx

Ps; Tomorrow I will hopefully have some great pictures to share of a project I am participating in. In the morning I will be headed for the Amsterdam ‘Red district’ to paint a part of a huge ‘street-painting’ together with lots of other artists...