Monday, January 10, 2011

whoa, someone needs a tranquilizer

Yesterday was a turbulent day. I woke up late and we had to scramble to get to church on time. We were ten minutes late anyway. My back is still all messed up which makes picking up the kids a serious matter. And I thought the lesson I had planned was going to go over so well with the girls and really touch them but they seemed to have all eaten giddy pills and I had to keep bringing them back to the lesson. And then, of course after church Neil had to get ready to go back to Dallas for the week and I just lost it. Sobbing and sobbing and more sobbing ensued. Another week alone with the kids was just too much for my broken body. When I finally stopped crying I started shaking all over the place and couldn't stop for a good long while. And the entire time I just kept thinking, "at least I'm not a permanent single mother" or "at least I'm not a pioneer whose husband has been called on a seven year mission or something." Because, yes I know so many people have things way worse then I do but my mind didn't care I couldn't seem to calm down. Finally after an ocean of sobs had wracked my body I was able to relax. Then Neil gave me a blessing which talked about our children and this baby that is on the way and tears came again but this time they were happy tears. Then I fell asleep and woke up this morning and I have had such a good day so far. Grace slept in. We had a happy breakfast. My hair went into this cute braid 'do like Jessica Alba. I cleaned up and then we headed out on errands. John is in serious need of new Sunday clothes and I found a great deal on a cute little sweater and found a matching dress for Grace. We came home and had lunch and at this moment both kiddos are sleeping away. I have been able to do a few loads of laundry, get some reading done, and the house is ready if anyone comes to take a look at it. And I called Neil to reassure him that I am not a complete basket case and that I am capable of taking care of the children while he is away. So all is well.
In an unrelated note I made a kissing face at John the other day and he tried to recreated it back and ended up making the most adorable tiny fishy face ever at me! Which is evidence,of course, of how much he loves his mommy :p

3 comments:

BL said...

When Brian leaves town, it is by far the worst days of my life. Being alone all day while a husband is at work is ENOUGH- but nighttime too? REALLY!?!? Good luck this week! hang in there :)

Neil and Meredith Larson said...

sadly this is month three of no husband except on weekends- bgah

Emily said...

yuck, meredith. I'm so sorry for you. my third pregnancy was my hardest for sure. you are a much stronger woman than I to do it on your own all week long.