So we went to Arizona. (Blog post on that forthcoming.) And we went to the park or a playdate nearly every day. And it was easy and Miss Bubbly's glucose levels were some of the best they've ever been.
So The Hub has encouraged me to get the kids out as often as possible now that we're back. And I've tried. But we're home now, where I'm responsible for household upkeep and homeschooling and the weather isn't 100% sunshine. But we try. But today it was supposed to rain (it didn't), so we went to walk around the Mills mall. But we got held up by snack time (Miss Bubbly's tummy hurt. Usually a sign of low blood sugar. This time just a sign of hunger. Lesson learned: Test her blood BEFORE buying the snack), a little shopping (always a danger when one goes to the mall), and a potty break. I'm not sure we got any real exercise from it and I wore the wrong shoes.
Add that to the fact that I remembered the way to and from the mall imperfectly (always stressful) and that lunch was late and the baby was crying and I haven't had much time to myself in a while and suddenly I was snappish for no really discernible reason. Poor Miss Bubbly ended up in her room, crying, The Eldest stepped it up and entertained the baby while I finished making lunch, and I talked Miss Bubbly out of her bed and to the table. Finally we have peace. Maybe we'll get the laundry and our regular chores done today too. Maybe.
Who knew that a divine calling could be so noisy and messy and guilt-inducing?
6 comments:
Seriously, I hate even getting dressed some days. And getting OUT of the house, forget about it! Sometimes it's hard, but sometimes it's great, right?
Oh yes. Very messy and guilt inducing and rewarding and wonderful and frustrating, etc., etc. Some days I'm on, and some days I'm off. But the best thing is every morning I get a do-over.
Sorry you had a confusing and messy day! I'm the president of that club.
Cami--Yes, it can be fantastic. I love it lately when Afton will read random words on her own or when Annika does something without being asked or when the baby sleeps when I want him too.
Janell--Do overs! Yep, I'm grateful for those.
Heidi--I knew you'd understand. And what I'm complaining about is extraordinarily mild compared to your worst day, I know.
I'm taking your word on that, Sara!
Ummm. I knew. Keven knows. Shoot, millions of us know.
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