Yesterday was one of the worst days I have had since becoming a mother. Both boys were testing me to the most extreme limit, Michael was working late, and no break was in sight. I went to bed feeling frustrated, hopeless, and like a very very awful mother. Today I woke up determined to have a better day, no matter what actions and excitement the boys had in store for me. But my positive idea was quickly broken when right from the get go William started throwing fits and refusing to listen to anything I had to say. Lucky for me I did have a break coming to me. PLAYGROUP! One hour later i headed over to a girlfriends house to meet the other moms and let the kids play. Donna and I were talking about the crazy hours Michael has been keeping, and she just asked what her family could do for us during this time; and offered to take the boys off my hands every once in a while to give me a break. I don't know if the need to take her up on her offer will arise, but after our day yesterday, I may for my own sanity. After playgroup, the boys and I have ended up meeting Michael for lunch. Both boys were pretty well behaved, William did great, Cade was pulling his regular stunts of trying to stand up in the high chair and play with everything on the table, you know the normal stuff. H was also jabbering and playing with a few men at the table next to us. He kept trying to share his food, and so they kept playing back with him as well. When we got ready to leave and asked for the check, the waiter told us the man in the green hat and the next table had already taken care of it. Michael and I were so surprised and didn't really know what to say to the man. All we could do was so thank you, and he just told us what good kids we had, and how much fun they were and how much they reminded them of his grand kids. It was so sweet! And after all this, William came up to me after nap, leaned against the table, and said, "Hows it going Mom". All I could say is "Pretty good". He proceeded to give me a hug and say, "Mommy I'm trying really hard to make good choices." It almost brought tears to my eyes. What a sweet boy.
Anyways to say the say the least, God was watching after us/me today and gave me a huge boost of reassurance in His parenting skills. :) I will leave you with a cute picture of our family. All my boys on Valentines day!
God is so good! I look forward to seeing y'all this weekend! I'm so glad you'll get to hear Rusty preach!
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Melissa
I'm a firm believer that terrible 2s are a myth and terrible 3s are the reality! It's like the day they turn three they realize they have little minds of their own and don't want to obey anymore. I'm sorry you had a rough day and so happy for you for a good day to follow it. Here's to more good days!!!
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