It's been a busy, fun, stressful, tiring, no sleep kind of days (weeks) lately. This week Doug has been out of town which always makes it twice as crazy. This morning after getting up at 4:30, e-mailing, faxing, helping to finish last minute history fair reports, making breakfast, taking out garbage, etc, etc... The girls ran out the door and Bevan started demanding something. I told him what to do and asked him to do it himself. He couldn't (wouldn't) (all he needed to do was put something in a room). So I angrily grabbed it and threw it in the room and stormed out and retreated to my bedroom. For some reason that was the final straw. I cried and sobbed and cried some more. Then I sat down to do some Young Women stuff on the computer. Bevan sheepishly came in I smiled at him, he smiled at me, climbed up in my lap and said "You're happy?!" I replied "I am" He wrapped his arms around my neck and said "I just love you so much."
Yup, it's worth it!
Friday Night
1 year ago
3 comments:
Hey Steph! I'm just getting all caught up on your blog. I'm having one of those mom days today. I think I've come to my final straw twice today. Sometimes I wonder what my kids really think of me. I'm just glad they are so forgiving.
You are doing so great with all of your running. I love that your whole family did the last one. That's got to be an awesome feeling!
I am so thankful for kids who remind us that it is all worth it. Thanks for sharing that story.
Oh I am soooo glad I am not the only one who loses it! I had to tell Eric to come home early tonight because I was ready to run away today. It is funny how loving and cute our little monsters can be.
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