Thursday, October 28, 2010


We've been sick again at our house, which means that Stinky is doing lots of this:

Meanwhile, Rotten is doing a lot of this:

Unfortunately, when they weren't doing those, they were crying, and I was having Tina Fey's fantasy from Date Night about getting a diet Sprite in a hotel room all by myself (for me, it's Dr. Pepper, but no need sweat the small stuff.).

I hate it when they're sick. I feel sad when they're miserable and don't really understand why. I have to admit, though, that I feel like a better mom when they're sick, because I understand what to do. Big boys can be given juice and snuggles in my bed when they wake up coughing. I can sing to a stuffed up baby in a shower to calm them down and open up airways. Sure, it can be exhausting, but give me a kid with a cold, and I'm okay. I don't worry about doing that wrong.

We had a meeting at preschool where we could discuss issues with our children with the parent educator. Stinky's had me in tears a few times lately, and I don't always understand what he needs. I was given a few ideas, but mostly reassurance. The parent ed. said, though, that it is much harder to parent in our generation than it was two generations ago. There was less pressure on parents to do things just so, less 'do it wrong, and your child will be in prison.' I don't worry too much about Stinky being in prison, unless you count dinner with the neighbors earlier this month, but that's nothing I need to get into.

I worry about getting through the next week without losing my mind- every week. Anyone else going a little crazy? I'm sure we all are. So, I'm finding my sanity in the little things: mixing 'greedy-ants' into cookies with Stinky, the taste of Dr. Pepper, singing to Rotten, hearing the hum of my sewing machine, crashing on the couch with WBH at the end of the day. Combine those things, and I know I can make it until at least tomorrow before I lose my mind.

Those things are way better than a hotel room and Diet Sprite.


Tina and Dan said...

I hear ya! I can't relate with the school stuff yet, but I know it is ahead. Dr. Pepper is also my drug of choice. Now that I am not nursing I have to admit my addiction has picked up again.

Anonymous said...

Awww... bless your little buggers hearts. GET BETTER SOON. I know what you mean about not sure your doing the right thing. Through God's guidance I raised my son to a beautiful young man he is today. You'll do just fine. When you don't know, lean on others to guide you. They look like very content little buggers.. your doing just fine. Hugs. tammy

Roemhildt Family Fun said...

Sorry to hear you're all sick. I hope you feel better soon.

Anonymous said...

I can completely relate. And I think you're doing great--holding on to the little things is where you find joy in the big picture.