Feeling a bit tired over here.
The minute I start thinking I'm ready to have another babe something throws me for a loop. Sam used to be so easy, so manageable. In other words, I had complete control.
No longer.
There are days when I'm ready for Sam to nap at 9 in the morning. Evil mom that I am, I entertain the thought that it would be nice if he stayed asleep until Ben got home from work. Some days are like that. Consecutively. Heh.
I love the kid. I do. I kiss his face all day long. But my mind gets so tired from keeping up, being patient, trying to teach instead of get upset. It's hard work.
I need to keep reminding myself what my mom always says, "Life by the inch is a cinch. Life by the yard is hard." It's true. I can get through an hour, an afternoon, a day, even. But when I start thinking about an entire week, I feel inclined to run. Away. Fast.
Such is my season. I'll get by. I know it. I just want to do it right.
2 comments:
Amen. Ah...the refining fire of motherhood!:) I am sure that you are doing an awesome job!!
So true! I will have days that I feel like things are going amazingly peaceful...only to unravel completely and tornado upside down by the time 3:00 hits. The patience is gone, voice tone is short, and bedtime couldn't come earlier. So much for the peaceful feeling at 2:59. Keep up your great work!!! Also, 9 months brings change and maturity...sometimes:)
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