Today, it was NOT ME who played gleefully in the rain with my child and his friends. It was NOT ME who willingly (and begrudgingly, if you can attain such a status) went to "the farm," aka, McDonald's. It was NOT ME who actually had mixed feelings about Daniel eating a chicken McNugget. If Daniel willingly ate chicken at other establishments - namely, my home - I wouldn't have cared. But Daniel doesn't willingly eat chicken. Ever. And his first bite of chicken that HE chose to consume was a . . . McNugget?
It was NOT ME who spent 30 minutes vacuuming one room in my mother's house because Daniel wanted to. It was NOT ME who happily dozed in and out of consciousness with my little one while he napped a rainy afternoon away. It was NOT ME who gladly dug holes in our back flower bed because Daniel's request after naptime sounded something like this, "Mama! Let's go out there and dig in the dirt!!" Who refuses that?
It was NOT ME who read my most recent blog and felt like smashing my head into a wall for being such a whiny twit. It is NOT ME who writes this blog feeling a tad on the bi-polar side for having such severe blog mood swings. It is most certainly NOT ME who feels like I've somehow turned over a new leaf by having three amazing days in a row. And again, it is NOT ME who sighs a sigh of contentment and wishes I could hold on to days like these forever.
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