Tuesday, March 13, 2007

One Of Those Days

It seems I've been having 'one of those days' quite often lately. I'm sad to admit that I'm done with Winter. I long for warmer days, the nice weather and the sunshine. I have cabin fever. I am finished with cold and flu season, (too bad it isn't finished with me!). Quite frankly, I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.
My blue mood reminds me of an email I sent back in September. Brent was out of town and I was stressed. Reading the email again helped me remember that I need to relax and enjoy this time, even if it isn't always picture perfect. I thought I'd share that email here for anyone else who may be having a blue day.

My Middle-of-the-Night Realization

I'm not Super-Mom! Wow, what a hard thing to admit. I do well at pretending to be her sometimes. Some days I may even come close. Today is not one of those days. Okay, this week is not one of those weeks. I must tell you all, I have new respect for single parents. My sweet husband is out of town this week. He won't be home until Thursday. Nine "sleeps" total. :) I hate it! My cousin's husband was gone to Iraq for more than a year. I don't know how she did it. She is stronger than I am.

But I digress.....poor Miss Emmalee had a really rough night last night. She's cutting her eye teeth...ouch! I came to the conclusion at some point in the middle of the night, in between the bouts of crying, (hers and mine,) that I am not Super-Mom. I am not one of those women who can raise their children and have a sparkling house and be up all night with a crying baby and still get pancakes on the table for breakfast and look fabulous the whole time. I am lucky to even get a shower most days, (poor Brent!). My house is seldom spotless. I hate to admit how much laundry I have. :) I will never be June Cleaver or Donna Reed or that lady we all know from church who seems so perfect, (my sister-in-law Jane!). That just isn't me. Maybe I run a little closer to Rosanne Barr. (Okay, maybe not that close!) Yes I wish I could be a bit more like Super-Mom or June, Donna or Jane. Even just one or two days a week would be great. But, for now, I am going to enjoy the peanut butter kisses and the sticky fingerprints that I refuse to clean off the window in our living room. I am going to hope I get a shower and not stress if I don't. I am going to pray that both these angel babies nap at the same time so I can lay down. I also realized last night that in about ten seconds these kids are going to be grown up and not need me as much anymore, at least not in the same ways. They are going to turn into these independent little people who seldom wake up at night. They won't want to sit on my lap all day long and "love." They will have their own friends and their own activities and they'll be embarrassed when I try to kiss them good-bye as I drop them off at school. Maybe then I'll be Super-Mom, take a shower every day and cook fabulous meals. Today, I'm just going to try to stay awake and hold my babies as close as possible.

1 comment:

terilynnh2000 said...

i heart you! i remember that email. silly girl. miss you.