What am I doing right now you ask? Eating my feelings (pasta with butter and cheese thank you) which is not good but better than the other ideas I’ve had of running away and drinking away my feelings.
What’s wrong you ask?? Oh nothing really its just been a super tough week with one super cute but super active 18 month old boy. You see, he is in the process of obtaining some really awesome canine teeth and it is making him act kind of like a rabid dog. He is clingy and crying and climbing and falling and scratching and pinching and in the reasonable well-read part of my mind I recall the words of Dr Spock and the lady who wrote What to Expect from your One Year Old saying that he can’t talk and this is his way of communicating his pain but in another more emotional part of my mind I am fighting hard not to pinch him back….harder.
Please don’t call child services. I LOVE my son. I LOVE being home with my son. I feel annoyed with myself for this rant because I realize (in that reasonable part of my mind I mentioned earlier) that there are a lot of mothers who would love to be able to stay home with their children and I KNOW I am SO BLESSED! However, on days like today when I have had to check my child’s head TWICE in 2 hours to make sure he hasn’t sustained a head injury even though I have been within 4 feet of the child for both injuries I find it a little difficult to maintain that joyous attitude that a Godly mother is supposed to maintain at all times.
So…I eat, I eat and I watch the Olympics and I don’t put away the clothes that I’ve folded in a silent rebellion against my husband who believes that he has it hard because he had to get up at 6:30 am and sit in a chair and listen to speakers today (It is hard and boring and hard in a different way but still…whatever dude) and I pray. I pray for patience and kindness and compassion and joy and that John Brooks will sleep until 4:00 pm.
Hey Paige. Hope you're having a better day today. I love your honesty in this post and as a mother, I totally understand where you're coming from. I was going to tell you though, that I was taught NEVER to pray for patience because the Bible says patience comes through trials and tribulations. LOL Be careful what you pray for. In all seriousness though, if you ever need to get out of the house, I'm available for lunch most days. See you next week at the homemakers meeting.
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