Monday, January 18, 2010

Goose eggs and armpit soap.

Today was a roller coaster of emotions/feelings/moments.

It was a good day and a bad day all rolled into one.

I laughed.

I cried.

Not about anything in particular. It was just a normal day being a mama.

As both of my children are tucked in their beds {well, Caroline is actually snuggled up in her Daddy's armpit but that is beside the point}, I sit in front of a brightly lit computer screen thinking back on our day.

I think about how Caroline made me cry {again} and how I am about to google "ways to react to your children talking back to you other than crying." I'm telling you, that girl is going to be the death of me... or at least the death of my xanax bottle. Thank God for refills.

I think about how Emma got away from me and was running after her big sister. I was getting them out of the tub and Bug was soaking wet. She slipped, fell, and hit her head on the tile floor. My heart dropped and a goose egg appeared. As a mother, you look back on those moments and say, "WTH? What was I thinking? Why did I not hold her as I turned to get her towel?" You relive those awful moments and learn from your mistakes. Lord knows, we all make a hundred million mistakes.

I think about how proud I was today of my Sweet Caroline. She tackled the little climbing wall at the playground. She was nervous at first. However, I turned around and looked and Miss. Priss was climbing.


Look at this sweet face of total triumph. She was on top of the world and so were her Daddy and I.


I think about my sweet Bug who wanted to "ming" so badly she couldn't stand it. Of course, we chose a park with no baby swings. Therefore, her Daddy worked with her and she semi-mastered the big girl swing.


She has not perfected it and does much better in the baby swing, but she thought she was big... even if it was only for a moment.


So, even with all the bad that has happened today there came a lot of good.

And at the end of the day I realize, there is nothing sweeter than my goose egg headed Buggie and my "armpit soap" smelling turkey nugget.

2 comments:

Jamie said...

This was a great post! You are not alone I have some many days where I am laughing one second and wanting to cry the next (I don't cry, b/c it might not end hahah) Being a mom is so tough and such a rollercoaster ride! What a proud moment for Caroline and Emma too! It will be so fun to look back on those pictures!

The Nicholsons said...

I swear- we need a freakin' owner's manual on how to deal with 2 kids. It is so hard and I totally relate to you. I used to want 4 kids. Well after having 2, I think I'll just settle. If I had another, I may not have any hair left over. IT IS HARD!!!!!! Anyway, my days consists of crying and laughing as well. Dern emotional rollercoaster is right! You are doing a great job. Emma will be OK. Goose eggs unfortunately happen even in the safest of situations. You are doing a GREAT job!!!!