there's always something.......
That has been getting in the way of enjoying this season to the fullest. It's been my motto for the past few weeks. Someone is crying, someone needs a diaper, someone is hungry or thirsty, someone is sick, we have lost power, the weather stinks, someone's stomach hurts or ear hurts, someone is tired, and even the grownups have colds.....YADDA< YADDA< YADDA! Par for the course in Motherhood, I guess. REALLY, I try to focus on the joy and usually accept the limitations that having three little ones brings, but sometimes one just has to vent. I was in the ER this morning with Trevor for an ear infection (not to mention at the doctor's office with Lucas yesterday for one). He was in GREAT pain and screaming despite all the meds and heating pad I gave him. It was really quite a big wast of time and I SHOULD have just waited for the doctor's office to open, but he was SCREAMING. So, I was up all night and now her I am working until 11 o'clock tonight--YIKES! So I got this e-mail today...how perfectly fitting:)
What was your best Christmas as a kid? Was it the one where there was a lot of stress about a perfect meal elegantly served—on time—to a perfectly dressed family? Or was it the one where the dog pulled the turkey off the stove and dragged it away through the dog door? There was no perfect meal that day. Everyone rolled with the punches. They rolled up their sleeves and worked together in the kitchen to salvage a makeshift meal.
The beauty of that memory is not in perfection and organization, but in remembering the joy of being together and doing things together. It was the laughter. It was one of those days when the choices were to laugh or to cry, so you all laughed it off and enjoyed one another. It brought you all together in a different way.
Holidays are times for enjoying one another. We are not suggesting that you purposely feed the turkey to the pets, but we strongly suggest that an imperfect day with little stress will create better memories of loving relationships.
We wish you a perfectly imperfect holiday season
3 comments:
Your post touched me...guess i feel like this most days but it is about being together...xo..amy
That was a great post. Makes my stresses seem superficial, but then again I had three little ones once, too. Memories are not of the normal, everyday, but the imperfections in life that you can remember and smile about years later. Remember when.....?
I hope everyone is feeling better :)
Oh does this touch memories. Even ones when I was little. You always
remember the things that don't go
just right and seldom the perfect
days, if there were any. But time goes by so fast and then you turn
around and all the kids are grown and you miss the days when they were little. Enjoy them now. The only consolation is that you have
grandchildren. Love Grandma
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