Documenting our journey to Domestic Adoption. The good, the bad and hopefully achieving it all with some serious PMA (Positive Mental Attitude)
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
A day we will always remember!
Sunday, February 12, 2012
No more "Me Time"
I have a confession. I really want some "me time".
This morning the baby woke up at 6:30am. That was after we didn't get home until after 9pm last night. His bath was late. He got to bed late. We thought he would sleep late. But he didn't. *sigh*
So this morning, we fed him, changed his diaper, fed him again, changed his diaper again. This is the week Hunter's church just has Sunday school and Hunter likes to take Richard with him because they have a nursery. I like the idea too, 'cause it gives me a little piece of "me time". Well, this morning, 9:30 couldn't come soon enough. I kept watching the clock wishing 9:30 would get here. I had all kinds of plans for my time. Catching up on "Glee" maybe, or finally watching "Bridesmaids".
And when the two of them left, I just couldn't seem to sit still. I really wanted a nap, but I just couldn't do it. There were clothes to be folded and washed. The bathroom really needed cleaning. What were we going to have for dinner?? So I started my chores. Initially I was in a bad mood about it all. Why do I have to do all this and why can't I enjoy a little peace and quiet??
And then as I was folding my baby boy's clothes, I knew why. Because I'm a MOM! This time last year I was in a very low place emotionally. Today, every time I folded a piece of clothing or stepped over a toy, I just looked to the sky and thanked God for my husband and my little boy! I am so fortunate and hope I never lose sight of that.
By the way, we had snow last night. Not much, but it's Richard's first snow. Had to take a picture.
This morning the baby woke up at 6:30am. That was after we didn't get home until after 9pm last night. His bath was late. He got to bed late. We thought he would sleep late. But he didn't. *sigh*
So this morning, we fed him, changed his diaper, fed him again, changed his diaper again. This is the week Hunter's church just has Sunday school and Hunter likes to take Richard with him because they have a nursery. I like the idea too, 'cause it gives me a little piece of "me time". Well, this morning, 9:30 couldn't come soon enough. I kept watching the clock wishing 9:30 would get here. I had all kinds of plans for my time. Catching up on "Glee" maybe, or finally watching "Bridesmaids".
And when the two of them left, I just couldn't seem to sit still. I really wanted a nap, but I just couldn't do it. There were clothes to be folded and washed. The bathroom really needed cleaning. What were we going to have for dinner?? So I started my chores. Initially I was in a bad mood about it all. Why do I have to do all this and why can't I enjoy a little peace and quiet??
And then as I was folding my baby boy's clothes, I knew why. Because I'm a MOM! This time last year I was in a very low place emotionally. Today, every time I folded a piece of clothing or stepped over a toy, I just looked to the sky and thanked God for my husband and my little boy! I am so fortunate and hope I never lose sight of that.
By the way, we had snow last night. Not much, but it's Richard's first snow. Had to take a picture.
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