Sometimes our own kids drive us crazy. I'm okay with saying that. You all know I love them. Today was one of those days. Kind of a complete 180 from yesterday. Noah's molars are coming in (still), and he has a bad burn on his hand that is impossible to keep a bandaid on, so he has been the whiniest little guy. Cami wet her pants TWICE today (that makes 5 or 6 this week), and both times her excuse was "I didn't want to stop playng". Totally aggravating. She whines a lot and makes these screeching noises that drive me bonkers. Blair only had to be home an hour before he told me he could see why I was going crazy today.
But every night, bedtime comes (sometimes sooner than later...) and within an hour of them falling asleep, I want to go in their rooms and watch them sleep because I actually miss them. Probably because when they are sleeping, they aren't crying, whining, screeching, yelling, pushing, etc, but still. I miss them. And I am so grateful for that. That even though the day has been hard, I can still feel those strong feelings of love for them and a continued desire to be their mother.
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I think we all have days like that. :) Like you said, sometimes our kids can drive us bonkers, but the end of the day they are still our sweet babies. :)
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