Day from a firey place

"Don't let a bad day trick you into thinking you have a bad life."

I'm horrible at this.  Today was a pretty good example.  Last night at about 9pm we took my daughter to a friends house so we could take our son (105.5 degree fever) to the ER.  It was a short visit all in all, we were home by midnight with a lower fever and not much to do about it. Little monster finally went to bed at 2am in our bed.  Mark this because it seems to be the beginning of the last 24hours - "I will not sleep unless you are near me."  He slept fitfully but woke up fever free.  Our daughter came home in the a.m.  was happy for about 10 minutes until she started having a meltdown.  About not wanting to watch Tinkerbell.  So I took her temperature (slightly up) and then made her go to bed.

Since about the middle of the day, our little guy has been screaming his head off.  I walk away from him, he cries.  He tries to walk somewhere and falls down, he cries.  He doesn't like where he is, he cries.  Daddy left, he cries.  Daddy came back and is holding me, but Mommy isn't holding me, he cries.  But poor guy has a cough and diarrhea/raw bottom so I know everything just feels wrong.

  At about 7:30p.m.  I left the house.  So while I was driving around, I was pretty pessimistic..  Life since we moved into our house has stunk (dumbing down the language for ya)...  I hate motherhood...  Whose bright idea was it to stay home with kids anyway?...  I hate church.  I hate working Weight Watchers here. (A few choice thoughts about my husbands new-er place of employment) This move was a horrible idea.

I'm not an optimistic person.  there I said it.  That is, I am not a naturally optimistic person.  I hated everything about this day.  I wanted to lock my children in their rooms and walk out the door.  Today, I needed the above saying.  Because it was horrible.  And I know, it's been a long few days and I have a sick little boy.  But I've had it with sick (someone in this house has been sick for 8 of 9 weeks) and frankly, I've had it with crying.

I'm trying not to think the absolutist statements above.  Because we don't have a bad life.  It has been a hard season.  And I don't know where this end of it is going to leave us.  But that is okay.  As long as I don't chuck all hope into a black pit.

"Don't let a bad day/week/season, trick you into thinking you have a bad life."

I am trying.

Mom bloggers

Recently, I've been missing my blog.  Remember those days when I had one child who napped four hours a day? and I whittled away my time blogging along with cleaning.  well those days are long past me.  the four hours of naps and everything I did during them! cleaning? scripture study? clean room of the day? laundry? ha!

My now two children commandeer my time.  Neither of them naps very well.  I've limited my screen time to once morning and evening.  And wait, what have I been doing? Reading mom blogs and looking at pinterest? sheesh. I've missed the opportunity to document my sons first year!

Well here we go again. Instead of reading about others, I'm getting back to us.  Attempt 50 at returning to my blog!