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Thankful Thursday: Gaining Some Perspective on a Bad Day

Thankful Thursday: Gaining Some Perspective on a Bad Day

My second daily installment is here: Thankful Thursday!

I thought I would start a series called Thankful Thursday because some days I just need a good old dose of perspective to get my head out of my rear end.

What do I mean, you ask? Good question!

Today was one of those days that made me want to crawl under the bed and hide from my children. I’m sure you all know what I mean.

In sum, after a bad night’s sleep, my son woke up crying for me at 5am. I couldn’t even hand him off to my husband without inciting blood curdling screams (I guess I’m pretty great, or my husband smells like cheese). Either way, I went to the bathroom with a two-year-old on my lap. By the time he calmed down, the sun was up, so there was no going back to bed.

By the time my daughter woke up, my son had been awake for three hours. I was faced with the dreaded question: Do we (a) leave the house and risk the car nap, thereby eliminating home nap, or (b) stay inside to ensure a home nap, but risk losing our marbles because we haven’t left the house?

We went with (a). It backfired. Mister early riser fell asleep in the car two minutes from home. He did not take my advice and go back to sleep.

I put on a movie and fed them dinner early. Mister was nothing short of a rabid monkey by the time he went down. My daughter then got extra alone time with me after he went to bed. That was great, until it was over. Cue bedtime hysterics.

I was legitimately sweating by the time I came downstairs.

Where am I going with all of this? I decided to take a page out of my husband’s book and get a little perspective. Some days the day-to-day grind of parenting can wear you down. I watch my husband leave for work and just want to scream. Granted, I do work from home, but we all know that’s not the same.

So today, while my kids fought sleep for a combined 15-plus hours (and while mama guzzled coffee), I decided to make a mental list of things I am thankful for in order to keep me from going over the proverbial edge. And (shockingly to this naysayer) it worked!

Here is a sampling of things I reminded myself of today when I wanted to scream:

  • That first sip of hot coffee in the morning. Nothing beats that.
  • The drive-thru (two kids in the car, you know) and my midday iced coffee.
  • Early bedtime, which would not occur had my child actually napped today (silver lining, as they say).
  • The take-out my husband brought me so I didn’t have to eat Easter leftovers again.
  • The pretty flowers I bought today and put in my Mason jars. Yes, I’m a suburban cliché, but it’s the small things.
  • Trolls – this movie saves my mama butt time and time again.
  • Costco and Target. Just because I love them, all day and every day.
  • Frozen pizza is a sanity saver when you just don’t have time (or energy) to cook something.
  • My husband, my mama, and my aunt who keep me sane when I text them about my crazy kiddos.
  • My kids hug and kiss each other spontaneously, by their own volition.
  • Bigger small fry is learning how to read. Oh, my mama heart.
  • Smaller small fry is talking up a storm. Oh, my mama heart (again).
  • My kids have all four grandparents (something neither my husband nor I was lucky enough to have).
  • This blog and my doodles.

Take it from this former Debbie Downer: perspective is everything. Yes, some days are just the absolute pits. Power through them and remember why you’re thankful. You’ll thank yourself later (see what I did there?).

Mama out.

 

 

 

 



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