This morning started off innocently enough, besides being a Monday, which I usually despise more than being awakened by a dog barking. I had MOPS scheduled for this morning, so I knew it would be a good morning, and then we ate lunch with my sister-in-law, whom I haven't spent time with outside of family functions in a LONG time. MOPS was great. I got to meet some other mothers from our church, and that was one of my biggest reasons for wanting to go. Englewood is so big, that it's hard to get connected, and our Sunday school class doesn't help with that since it's just us and Josh and Shandy. Anyway, the kids had a good time, but Seth told me he cried and called for me when I went and picked him up. Lunch was fine, and then came the whininess. Oh, I can't stand that. Just the whimpering that comes with not getting what you want. It's amazing how 20 minutes of whining can undo the contentedness that comes from a good morning and lunch. It just throws me into a tailspin. I balk at doing everything. I just want to sit and do nothing, which is what I've been doing for the last 2 hours. Yes. TWO hours. I'm wondering if there's something else here that is causing this lethargy, but I don't know the cause, so for now I'll blame it on my own laziness and procrastination.
I suppose this post is more about admitting things, than it is on a recounting of the events of the day.
I'm dealing with trying not to stress over a huge deal that is happening Thursday, but really not what's happening Thursday as much as what the outcome is of what happens Thursday. I will not be going into more detail about this, so just understand I will continue to be vague, and forgive me. I'm respecting more than one person's privacy. OK, Hannah's awake, so I'm going to stop because she tends to read every word I type, if she's paying attention to what I'm doing.
You know, it is OK to not do anything for a few hours, especially when you need the break. Raising two young children is hard and really exhausting, so breaks are OK. Especially if the kids are whining...your reaction is similar to what mine would be. I really hate to hear children whine, and I know it should not bother me, heaven knows I probably whined a lot when I was small, (maybe I still do?) but it still makes me react like scratching fingernails on the chalkboard. All they are doing is testing and stretching the limits of their interactions with you, it is very normal, but still very irritating. Your job is the not let them move the boundaries by whining, if you do they will smell success and whine even more. But you already know all this. I think you are a great mother.
ReplyDeleteI hope you don't stress too much over the Thursday happening. I will say a little prayer for you Thursday morning that you get through the day OK.
Yes, a blog is neat way of admitting things that otherwise go unsaid or unknown to others. I think it is a good catharsis and cheap therapy. You often find that others care more than you thought they did and after you write down your worries they seem lessened.
Don't stop blogging!