Today
…is one of those days where by 11 a.m. I was seriously considering either (a) beginning to drink heavily, or (2) eating us out of chocolate. It’s now after 3 p.m., and the boy is F-I-N-A-L-L-Y taking a nap, and Judah is watching her “horse movie” on the ipod.
She has infused my day with NONSTOP commentary and he has refused to sleep, save for 15 scant minutes at noon (two full hours after his normal nap time). I’m realizing the line between good parenting and bad parenting isn’t the desire to smack your kids upside the head, throw them out the window, or put them on the curb with a “FREE” sign around their necks, but whether or not you can actually keep yourself from doing it. Locking yourself in the bathroom while curled up in the fetal position isn’t really a good solution either, especially when they have access to markers and can pull the trash can over. It’s days like this when I’m glad to be getting know other moms.
(I went to the first meeting of a new mom’s group yesterday, and wanted to offer up a different name, otherwise known as the mom’s or people-who-used-to-have-functioning-brains-til-we-got-knocked-up-and-all-hormonal-and-now-walk-around-with-cracker-glued-to-our-shirts-dear-god-get-me-a-drink” group, but I wasn’t sure if it would go over well. A wee bit long, you think? I don’t know. I kind of like it.)
I’ve begun a new mantra and it goes like this, “You can do it - you’re FOUR now.” “No whining - you’re FOUR now.” How long do you think that will work? Cause so far, not so bad.
We leave in the morning to go to Texas for a family trip to Galveston. I’ve been telling Judah we’re going to the beach (exclamation point) and she is very excited. I don’t think she connects to the fact that we have a beach here we can go to, but oh well. We’re going to be together with my family and celebrate my mom’s life. We used to go to Galveston for family vacations growing up, so it’s rather poignant to be going now. I’m very much looking forward to it, and being on the flip side as a parent this time.
I have a lot of packing to do to get ourselves ready. I’d also like to leave the house relatively clean so it’s nice when we come back Monday night. All I’ve managed to do so far are the dishes. That and eat lunch. And one cupcake. Okay, two. One before lunch and one after. I should get to it while I have a chance.
May 3rd, 2007 at 4:16 pm
K. I think the mom’s group name would work
One more option that Evelyn offered up one day was to put Abigail on eBay, at least you would get something out of the deal
You are right on in that we all have those those thoughts, but choose not to act on that particular part of our humanity. And when we may loose a little control, we can come back and ask for forgiveness . . . even from the 4-year-old.
And hate to break it to you, but i think God is saying to me still. “Bruce, you’re 38, stop whining!”
May 4th, 2007 at 9:12 am
Have a great time! It sounds like fun. Galveston is a great beach to be with little ones. Can’t wait to hear all about it.
May 5th, 2007 at 5:37 pm
i actually like that new name of the mom’s group….much more descriptive…and real…and i wouldn’t let the length of it stop me. i called you…did you get my msg?