My winter cacoon

Winter is dragging on again this year.  Last winter was difficult.  I was at home a lot.  I had a tiny baby who didn’t need to be out in the cold more than necessary.  I was pumping milk for her.  Between her feeding schedule and my pumping schedule, getting out of the house during nice weather was a challenge.  Getting our during bad weather wasn’t worth it.  Throw in that my husband had to drive the family car quite a few days to work last winter, and it was a bad mix.

I held out hope for this winter.  Lexiana and I had gotten into a decent schedule of getting out of the house a few times a week during the day.  She’s down to one nap now.  She eats table food.  She’s much bigger and hardier this year.  My husband now has a 4-wheel-drive vehicle and doesn’t need mine on icy days.  I had high hopes.

Yet, I’m still cacooned.  Part of it is my shoulder woes.  I can’t get her out to the car and loaded into her car seat with all of her belongings and then safely drive us somewhere and get her out again, etc.  My shoulder doesn’t cooperate with that plan.  Then other times, when my husband is home and able to take us places, I’ve not felt up to it.  Of course, part of it is the weather.  First snow, then ice, then more snow and now super frigid temperatures. While Lexiana can handle more this year, I can’t get her out in the middle of an ice storm or subzero weather for no good reason.  That’s just not good sense.

Our attempt at beating cabin fever -- a month ago!

Back in the middle of January (right before my shoulder went wonky), we had a bit of cabin fever from being inside due to sickness and bad weather.  So, I took pictures of Lexiana coloring.  I laugh at that now.  I thought I had cabin fever then?  That was a month ago.  Silly Stacey!

Last week, we went out to dinner on Friday.  I realized that it was the first time I’d been out (aside from a doctor’s appointment for my shoulder) since the previous Friday.  My husband is lucky I didn’t chew on my toenails and grunt through dinner at Applebee’s.

We then made a quick trip to the mall.  We still have Christmas gift cards to a department store to spend.  I tried on a few clothes, bemoaned I didn’t like the fit and was ready to head out.  In the back of my head I was thinking, “Who needs new clothes when she doesn’t even leave the house?!”  Pity party time, indeed.

I know that spring will come.  I know that my shoulder will (hopefully!) get better.  I know that I won’t be in my house forever.  But that’s in the future.  The good news is that I’m an introvert, so I don’t mind as much not being out with other folks.  However, it can still get to be a bit old sometimes.

The other good news is that I know I’m not alone.  I know a few other moms who have been in the same situation with me this winter.  In fact, one mom friend recently mentioned it’s good she likes her house because she is in it so much right now.  I hear her loud and clear.

We’ll get creative this winter. We’ll color.  We’ll dream of spring.  We’ll look at photos.  We’ll read books.  We’ll listen to the music.  We’ll dance with Dance Star Mickey Mouse.   We’ll put a doll’s thumb in her mouth time and again.  My daughter and I will survive our winter cacoon.  We’ll be warm and toasty and together.  But, I think we’ll also both be happy when spring arrives.

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