Thank you all for your words of encouragement & your permission to do what ever I durn well please (with in reason). Inkling, I'm putting those ingredients on my shopping list for tomorrow.
Things are looking a tad brighter today. Daddy, G'ma & G'pa M&M, and Daddy's friend DT just left on their way back to QM's petite realm. In a few days QM, Daddy, & the grands are off on their vacation on "that big boat" as #1 Son calls it. "Why can't we go on that big boat too, Mommy?" Oh, trust me, Son, if Mommy could go on that big boat, she'd be long gone.
They didn't get to stay & visit long, but it was wonderful to have the little time I had with them. G'ma got to love on Bitsy, and Bitsy was on her best Great-grandma visiting behavior smiling at G'ma all the while. They're only 3 hours from me, but I don't get to see them often. When I do I try to soak it all in not only for my sake, but for Inkling's as well. I don't take my time with them for granted like I did a few years back.
I've kept busy today & that has helped with my case of the blahs. The house is clean. The floor's been vacuumed. I cooked. It's easier to be happy in a clean house (for me anyway).
This morning I took the kids to school (a job usually reserved for Husband) and made a quick detour to see BabyGirl's teacher. I missed open house because Bitsy & I were sick so I wanted to see the class & ask Mrs. G how BabyGirl is doing. "She's very slow...not mentally, physically. She takes her own sweet time doing everything. She's a good student, but don't bother rushing her. She'll finish her work when she's good & ready. Everything has to be just so...every line perfect." Yes, that's my little Sybil.
Mrs.G had just told me she had one boy who cried every morning when the bell rang & I got ready to leave. Mrs.G opened the door to find Jordan & his mom struggling in the hall. He was sobbing & clinging to his mother & crying, "I'm not letting go of you! I'll never let go of your arm!" His poor mother was crying too & saying, "I just can't take this anymore." Mrs. G took a hold of Jordan and was trying to calm him as his mom struggled to escape.
When I was getting in the van I saw J's mom heading to her vehicle, tears in her eyes and her face contorted in an attempt at control. I asked if she was OK (Yes, I know. Stupid question, but I wanted to offer support) and she said, "It's just so frustrating. He never had this problem last year." I told her we've struggled in a very similar way with BabyGirl on and off for the last 2 years. "She's always settled down before going in to school, but we've had serious problems with her too." Then I told her I'd pray for her...and (as Grace said) really, I did.
I wanted her to know she's not the only one struggling with this and I want her to know she's not alone in her struggle. I nearly cried as I got into my van thinking of her. Now I'm asking you to offer up a quick prayer for Jordan and his mom each morning for the next few weeks. When you're brushing your teeth, putting your kids on the bus, driving to work, packing your husband's lunch...please pray for Jordan & his mother. It'll only take a second and I have faith that it will make a vast difference for both of them.
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