Yeah, been a bad day.
But, I found one small thing that felt huge in my heart.
As explained before, the day has been rough, in the afternoon after no one would take a nap, not even baby Sam, I decided to hold him in my arms and start dinner. Eli was watching tv, and Josh was under my feet driving a train.
I kept flustering around the kitchen working with no energy and one arm, as the other one was holding baby Sam. I have a recycling grocery sack on garage door in kitchen to hold recycling things until it’s full and gets put in the big bin outside. I kept trying to put this empty can in the sack with one arm. It kept falling, of course. After the third time it fell from my attempts…I took a deep sigh and decided to let it go and leave it on the floor. Maybe…I will pick it up later, maybe. I go back to the stove to tend to dinner.
And I saw my sweet little Josh stop what he was doing, pick up the can, and put it in the recycling. I didn’t tell him to. He just did it. My precious boy. My one moment.I have found at times, when I am frustrated, instead of screaming and getting angry I will sigh as if I am totally defeated and giving up. When I do this, I get amazing results from my children. They truly do want to help and not be the crazy little tazmanian devils that they can be. Maybe I should give up more easily :) in the future.
Thanks Boo, mommy loves you