Thursday, June 3, 2010

we're all a bit tired

k woke up about 2 1/2 hours earlier than normal this morning.  i opened my tired eyes to her bright ones staring me down.  she whispered, "i'm hungry."  so i rolled out of bed, after checking the time, and told her she could have some bread but she had to go back to bed to eat it.  no problem.

small problem - i have a hard time going back to sleep once i really get woken up.  so i laid there for awhile and i guess finally fell asleep again because the next thing i know, it's been an hour and there are those same bright blues staring me in the face.  now before anyone mistakenly thinks her going back to bed was for me, it's only a fabulous side effect.  remember how much kids need their sleep?  boy i do.

this is kind of how today has felt.  a series of k doing things as she has wished.   i rolled out of bed and decided to make the most of her today - really try not to let the small stuff get to me.  we got out the puzzles, the play dough, the snacks.  i was feeling like a great mom and she was definitely having a good morning.

naptime came around, and around, and around.  k really needed some extra sleep, but try telling her that.  after about 3 hours and constant door opening and "mama!" i gave up.  needless to say, i have been super impatient today.  it has been a very rough day for mom.  very rough.  where does the patience go, or come from during angelic times, for that matter?  wherever, i need to stock up for days like this.

now, not to get all debbie downer on you, k has had a few very redeeming moments today.

because of the particular "roughness," i had a little breakdown and sobbed on the couch in my bedroom for a few minutes.  she came and asked if i was sad, if i was okay, kissed me better, gave me hugs... it was very sweet and very much needed.

when i was getting out of the shower this afternoon (yes, it was about 4:45), she stood on the other side of the bathroom door and said, "mama, i'm sorry."  she asked if she could come in and then gave me a big hug.

man, how are toddlers so capable of bringing you to the brink of losing it (over and over and over again) and then in one fell swoop, erase every memory of the awful day and bring you to laughter or tears because they love you so much?

amazing creatures, those toddlers...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Wow--word for word, including the sobbing in your room, asking what was wrong and the kisses, and then the "im sorry" is my life today! I LOVE your last two sentences. I feel better that you are going through the same thing! :)