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Showing posts with label blog blah blues. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blog blah blues. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Starting Over - AGAIN!

Hey peeps. 

I've got a serious case of all kinds of mood-dipping going on due to the fact that one, I'm feeling crappy.  I'm sick.  

And two, I'm battling a bit of the blog-blah-blues which I understand is going around.  I'm actually in the middle of a blog "rescue plan" (sound familiar?) so I may be calling on a few of you to step in and bail me out. And it won't even cost you billions of dollars.

So while I take a dip in my pool of moods, I decided to do my own part in my rescue plan - by calling up a post that graced my blog at only 10 days old.  No one read it so why not re-use it now.  And it fits.  It totally perfectly described what went on in my home Monday evening, so it's beyond relevant.


You know what I love about each and every morning? 

It's a chance to start over and erase all of the crap that went on the day before. Every dawn, as a mother, brings with it the possibility of a smooth-running, fun-loving day of mommyhood. Today was a bit of a struggle mainly because I'm feeling a bit under the weather, and when all of my pistons aren't firing, it's bad news for the kiddies. My impatience is way worse, my boundless energy hits a roadblock, and my attempts at acting selfless are just feeble. 

So tonight, the homework and the dinner and the bath and the bedtime for my three kiddos disintegrated into a huge heap of pathetic blahness. I was mad at myself for being so short-tempered and lame with the kids but at the same time I couldn't snap out of it for even a second. But as all good mamas know, it's during these very moments that your kids all of a sudden become the wisest souls on the planet gently showing you the way.

I walked into my girls' room tonight to plant a kiss on CR's forehead. The Love Fairy, my 4-year-old was already deep in slumber beside her, and Bam-Bam, my toddler boy, had crashed out 30 minutes earlier in his crib.  As I said goodnight to CR, I said, 

"Sorry the evening didn't go as nicely as we would have liked." 

My soulful 6-year-old firstborn replied, 

"That's okay Mommy, we'll start over in the morning."

Amen to that.

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