When I saw you I was afraid to meet you. When I met you I was afraid to kiss you. When I kissed you I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you, I am afraid to lose you.
–Anonymous
When I saw you I was afraid to meet you. When I met you I was afraid to kiss you. When I kissed you I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you, I am afraid to lose you.
–Anonymous
We had such a good weekend, and thats unusual for us. Normally i go back to work on Monday more stressed then when I left work on Friday. Im not sure exactly why that is, but one of my goals is to change it.
I think the key is to stay busy without over doing it. Sounds easy enough. But for my family it can sometimes be one of the hardest things. The reason for that, or a contributor to the problem, is the variety of ages that we have. Things that I could do to interest the 11 and 9 year old, are not suitable for the younger 3 and vice versa. Sometimes its more of a money issue. Taking 6 people to do anything is expensive, even the dollar menu can be too much at times.
I am trying to do things with just a couple kids at a time, and to not feel guilty about it (thanks to my therapist). It worked out wonderful this weekend, much better than I ever thought. Just because we are a family doesnt mean we have to do everything together.
This morning Skye wanted to be held all morning long. She wouldn’t sit and play while I was getting everyone dressed, which is a little out of her norm. Then at daycare she started to cry, and held on tight when i tried to hand her to Ms. Deborah, her teacher.
I know that its just a transition period, but it still makes my heart heavy. I feel like a horrible mom for having to take her there, but I would be an even more horrible mom if I didnt work and lived off the government. It kinda seems like a double edge sword.
I hate that I feel the pressure to have it all. What if I dont want it all?