As I was scrolling through some of my previously written draft posts as I talked about yesterday, I came across this post that I wrote a few weeks ago when I wasn't feeling so hot and as luck would have it my friend just today, sent me a picture that perfectly depicts the funk I was in when I wrote this post.
But first, the post....
Something has just been a little off with me lately. I can't seem to put my finger on it but I am just really tired and feeling low. I am normally a super positive person who ALWAYS sees the bright side of things and the fact that it is summer should make happiness a no-brainer.
I should be seeing rainbows...everywhere, and downright annoying people with my positivity, but I am just not.
I am just so tired and adding insult to injury I feel like my girls don't need me anymore. They are SO independent and yeah, yeah I know that is a good thing and I am raising little people to fend for themselves and all that, but I need them to need me. I want them to need me.
I miss the days of them reaching up for me to pick them up and then laying in my nook for hours.
Now they come home from already being out ALL day and this is what I hear....
"Mom, what are we doing now?"
"Can I go to Erin's house or can I play with Carlin, or Dina or Lindsey, {insert friends name}?"
"Don't you want to spend some quality time with me?" I answer back pathetically trying to guilt them into staying with me.
And I get blank stares.
"Mom you know we love you BUT...."
"BUT WHAT???" I ask. "But we want to play with our friends", they say.
"BUT WHAT ABOUT ME??" I ask. "BUT, what about you?" they say.
Oh whatever, I get it, I was nine and seven once too.
Well, something about it has been making me super sad. SUPER sad. I have been their Mom for the last {almost} ten years and this new found independence is kind of throwing me for a loop.
I will bounce back like I always do, and I am sure I will actually start to enjoy the freedom, maybe even love it, but transitioning to this new phase just feels weird.
Really weird....
OR I'll play some reverse psychology on them and reclaim the power by having another baby and boy oh boy, that would make them soooo jealous, they will never want to leave my side. EVER.
See, there's still a little positivity left in me.
And now for the picture....
The good news is I am feeling much better now!
OMG!! It's a good thing that I have a strong bladder!! That picture is hysterical!!
I wonder how long he sat in a chair, clutching an ice-pack.
Hugs,
gabriele
Posted by: Gabriele Agustini | Wednesday, August 18, 2010 at 06:10 PM