Its that time again, 5pm, suppertime, bathtime and bedtime by 7! Or so we think!! Mackenzie is having a meltdown because she doesn't want to pick up her toys and have supper, Reagan is having a meltdown because supper is not getting to her quickly enough and she doesn't want her supper, she wants mine, even though its exactly the same. Finally, supper is over and we can head upstairs for bath time. I am hairless by this time as my chest aches and I have a horrible cold and I am at that point where I will gladly hand them both over to someone else. Then the guilt sets in, how can I think that about my own children!! But every mother the world over will tell you that this is definitely not the first time or the last time that such thoughts will enter your mind. So what did I do? I happened to walk back into the bathroom after having my well deserved melt down (very quietly that is), to see Mackenzie telling her sister to leave her alone and pushing her away, and Reagan standing up and smacking her over the head, I just laughed. It was either that or lose it completely. So Mommys, when you feel like lying on the floor right next to your toddler or toddlers and having a melt down with them, go for it, you'll definitely feel better!
Mackenzie - 3 weeks old For the past 4 months, all we've been talking about is big school for Mackenzie! And finally the big day has arrived. Tomorrow she'll be getting dressed in her Eunice school uniform and starting the first day of her school career. I am of mixed emotions as I am so proud of her yet I am so sad that my baby is so big already. I remember so clearly the day she was born, it could have been yesterday. I remember looking down at her after she had been bathed and was lying all wrapped up like a little catepillar and wondering how it was possible that I had given birth to this beautiful dainty little scrap of perfection! It was true and she was mine to take home and love and cherish and prepare for the big world she will one day step into. There is a saying that says your children are only lent to you and I cant help thinking that tomorrow she will be taking another step into the unknown, the place where we hope we have given them the tools with which to sur...
Ah, Julie thanks for that story.
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