Not-so-super Mom
It's been "one of those weeks" for me. While last week was so organized and scheduled and near-perfect, this week has been the complete opposite. I have so much to do that I don't even know where to start. There are things waiting for me to do that would take all of 30 seconds to complete but I'm so frazzled and confused that I don't know where to start. I just can't sit still for 30 seconds and I get nothing done because I feel so overwhelmed. Just when I thought I had things figured out....Funny how every time I really start to think I've got this domestic engineer thing figured out, a week like this one comes along and makes me realize how very wrong I am. So...now you know why I haven't blogged in a while. Even now all I'm thinking about is that huge list of things to be done that I'm foolishly believing will disappear without my having to do anything.
I've been a tad grumpy with my family. Poor them. But then, I find it hard to maintain a cheerful demeanor when my oldest wakes up my youngest from her nap, raids the baby's room and finds the Vaseline which she then puts to use coating the hall mirror, herself, the bathroom, and probably other places I haven't yet discovered. This has been one of Brooklyn's "destructive weeks." She just goes through these phases of playing with anything she can get her hands on and doing her best to destroy it beyond recognition. She has fun but the clean-up is awful and I'm not too fond of what she finds to play with while my back is turned. Some weeks she'll play with her Barbies quietly...the next week Barbie gets colored with permanent marker followed by a bath in the toilet and a rub-down with diaper cream. It could be that Brooklyn is bored...but this week I've really been trying to play with her, she's gone to preschool, and I've been doing my best to give her lots of attention. I just don't get it. Obviously.
I've been a tad grumpy with my family. Poor them. But then, I find it hard to maintain a cheerful demeanor when my oldest wakes up my youngest from her nap, raids the baby's room and finds the Vaseline which she then puts to use coating the hall mirror, herself, the bathroom, and probably other places I haven't yet discovered. This has been one of Brooklyn's "destructive weeks." She just goes through these phases of playing with anything she can get her hands on and doing her best to destroy it beyond recognition. She has fun but the clean-up is awful and I'm not too fond of what she finds to play with while my back is turned. Some weeks she'll play with her Barbies quietly...the next week Barbie gets colored with permanent marker followed by a bath in the toilet and a rub-down with diaper cream. It could be that Brooklyn is bored...but this week I've really been trying to play with her, she's gone to preschool, and I've been doing my best to give her lots of attention. I just don't get it. Obviously.
Oh precious Becca...
ReplyDeleteJust read this and know EXACTLY where you're at! It's where I was when we lived in Monte. It's a hard place, but, sweet girl...hold on. Draw your strength from Jesus. And, although you hear this eight million times, (*wink*,) they truly will be grown up before you know it. (um...I just registered Allyson for high school. YIKES!) Don't sweat the small stuff and just love those babies and Sean as much as you can. You ARE a super mom... Ministry moms ROCK! Love you....Sandra
Allyson in HIGH SCHOOL?!? Yikes is about right. I know you are right - they do grow up fast. I'm trying hard to savor these years when I'm still my little girl's favorite person. It's crazy, this Mom stuff. I never imagined! Thank you for the encouragement - it's awesome to hear from you!! Love, Becca
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