The Good. It is Friday and that pretty much makes everything good! Time to kick up our feet and relax all weekend long.
The Bad. We've been enduring a whole lot of this...'awwwwwwwwwww' lately. Temper Tantrums in full force for a 15 month old? My mom claims I started this at the same age...but I don't know...seems a little young. My patience is once again reaching new bounds in this realm of motherhood. Although I dealt with this on a daily basis in college with the one year old tots who are trying so hard to communicate, can understand so much, yet can't make their needs understood but us 'oh so oblivious' adults, I was still able to go home at the end of the day and move on with life. It's another story when dealing with it 24/7 and with your own child. Yes. Lots of long showers and 'me' breaks. Lots of outside play. Lots of walking and deep breathing. This too shall pass....
And the...hm...Random? Something that makes all the bad worth it. That cute little behind with the little chunk of fat rolling out of the diaper with a wedge. Yes. At the end of a long week where patience ran thin and tempers ran high, this was needed and appreciated. Smiles and laughs. I guess this is why we do it. Through all the pain and the heartache, the stretching beyond what we ever knew we could be stretched to, through the sadness, the madness, for every hard moment there are a thousand and one Good ones. Great ones. Special ones. Bottle it up. Never forget moments. Moments that take my breathe away. Many many moments that make you worth everything Caleb. We love you more than you will ever know.
The Bad. We've been enduring a whole lot of this...'awwwwwwwwwww' lately. Temper Tantrums in full force for a 15 month old? My mom claims I started this at the same age...but I don't know...seems a little young. My patience is once again reaching new bounds in this realm of motherhood. Although I dealt with this on a daily basis in college with the one year old tots who are trying so hard to communicate, can understand so much, yet can't make their needs understood but us 'oh so oblivious' adults, I was still able to go home at the end of the day and move on with life. It's another story when dealing with it 24/7 and with your own child. Yes. Lots of long showers and 'me' breaks. Lots of outside play. Lots of walking and deep breathing. This too shall pass....
And the...hm...Random? Something that makes all the bad worth it. That cute little behind with the little chunk of fat rolling out of the diaper with a wedge. Yes. At the end of a long week where patience ran thin and tempers ran high, this was needed and appreciated. Smiles and laughs. I guess this is why we do it. Through all the pain and the heartache, the stretching beyond what we ever knew we could be stretched to, through the sadness, the madness, for every hard moment there are a thousand and one Good ones. Great ones. Special ones. Bottle it up. Never forget moments. Moments that take my breathe away. Many many moments that make you worth everything Caleb. We love you more than you will ever know.
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