I'm not sure what Abigail's deal is lately but any time we are in the car she is screaming, "MOMMY! MOMMY! MOMMY!" Or just crying and screaming. Usually when we arrive wherever we were going I find out she dropped something, or wants something out of her reach and that's what caused the meltdown.
So earlier I was in the car for a quick trip. Both girls strapped in their car seats. Both girls screaming at the top of their lungs, both upset about something. I am getting frazzled and frustrated and ready to start screaming myself. Then I took a deep breath and the thought came, "If this is the worst they've got, I can handle it." I felt extremely grateful for my screaming children. I thought of people who have lost children, people who can't have children, and even people who have children they don't like. Even though they were both screaming their little heads off, I was so grateful for each of them. If my biggest trial this semester (we measure life in semesters around here, now) is crying kids, I think I'm doing a-okay.
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LOVE this!
My mantra is "FIRST world problems vs REAL world problems" and I realize that most of my problems are definitely first world problems, even the ones that upset me most.
And I dearly hope that screaming kids, as stressful as they can be in the moment, are by far the WORST thing that happens to you this semester!
I'm glad you have perspective. I would have just started screaming "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" over and over.
You get some major mommy points for the day.
this is an awesome thing to remember. i don't think i've ever thought of being grateful for Gracie when she's screaming but it is such a good idea. thanks for your inspiration. love you.
lol - Lauren I adore you. That was so well said. I have been feeling that I need to appreciate those moments lately too, but need to have the thought during the moments. Thanks for being such a great example. You ROCK!
Anna is going through the SAME phase right now. Lets get together them (and us) sometime. I have Fridays off.
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