Today, I would like to give thanks for the ordinary day. A good friend of mine sent me a link to this video on youtube six months ago. The author talks about not taking for granted the ordinary day. For instance, although sometimes I don't want to pick Whitaker or Mae up for the 600th time in a day (because my arms are tired, my wrist kills, and my back is aching) that day will end sooner than I want it to. The note I wrote back to my best friend, Beth, after sending me the video rings fairly true today.
THANKS for sharing!! You knew EXACTLY what I needed today. I am sick, Pearson is gone for 11 days, it is 41 degrees and raining, I am bigger than I have ever been (no lie, I don't remember being this big when I was pregnant with Mae) and on top of it, Mae threw a tantrum (hurling body on the floor) for 20 minutesat a restaurant today. Then we left the restaurant (because that is how long it took me to the get the bill and get the hell out of there) and she proceeded tocry in the car for another 15 minutes and then another 10 minutes of a 25 minute walk with the dog (mind you in torrential downpour). As much as it sucked because lord did it ever, I know I will "miss" these moments.
For the second day in November I give thanks for my two kids teaching me that the ordinary day is pretty extraordinary with them.
****PS - I know I am not pregnant or sick or that Pearson is not out of town but it was a challenging day.
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