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In a world of social media we are inundated with only part reality. We see a happy family out for the day, the perfect dinner being served, a wonderful art project completed, a pin board filled with all the wonderful educational activities we spend our days completing, toasts and accolades to the perfect spouse and ones very best friend a testament to the joy of life. It, Facebook, is kinda like the modern day “Leave it to Beaver.” A snippet of reality that shadows the whole truth under a veil of unattainable perfection.
Well today was crappy. YES, crappy. No fancy vocabulary, no veil. CRAPPY!
This blog is a journal. One I hope my children will look back on to remember their childhood. I hope it makes them laugh. I hope it fills their hearts with smiles but I also want it to be the truth. Years from now their day will end with children snug in their beds perhaps a glass of wine in their hand and them wondering how they will do it again tomorrow. I hope they find hope in the pages of this blog. I hope they find truth and I hope they know that unattainable perfection is just that. Unattainable.
Today I woke up with the flu, and a 102 degree fever. Other symptoms I will not detail. Today was my MOPS group. One of my only times for adult, childless conversation. I missed it. Today my kids did not eat the first breakfast I made them. They did not eat the second breakfast I made them. Today I put the garbage out apparently after the garbage man came. Today 20 minutes after I finally got Ella to sleep for nap Ava went in because she thought Ella needed her. Sweet, yes, screaming baby with no nap… not so sweet. Now two tired kids with no naps, and a 102 fever we were out of milk amongst other things. Two kids in the car to the store. I do not think it necessary to go into details at this point although I will state that Ella spends 90% of any car trip screaming or crying and that is with a nap. Today my kids ate part of the dinner I made them (I consider that a success). I cleaned two floors of my house, vacuumed and did a mini photo shoot. Today we did two art projects and kicked off the first of My 12 days of Christmas Tradition. Today like everyday I took two kids in the rain for a 30+ min walk with Lola because she is a member of the family and has needs too. Today there were tears and spilled milk. There were smiles and giggles. There was fun and boredom. There were successes and failure. Today I am sitting here typing which is my therapy while I wait for the crying on the monitor to die down. Ella has decided that she no longer wants to go to sleep. Today I was a mom of two children and a dog. Today I feel guilty like many days that I have no energy to be a wife. My wonderful husband who is equally exhausted sits downstairs alone because I need these minutes to myself. I wish that I had wine but even without it I am thinking, how will I do this again tomorrow. That is the truth.
But no matter what happened today, there was love. Everyday there is love even through the tears. Love that cannot be described in words. And that is why even though I sit and wonder, I know how I will do this again tomorrow.
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