Friday, May 23, 2008

Better

Thanks so much for all the encouragement from all of you (and prayers!). I think it got worse before it got better, however, tonight it is a little better. Thanks be to God for his pulling me out of the pits. Nothing changed on my kids' end, only mine. That seems to be the case more often than not. I actually think that maybe they got worse, but because I changed my response, attitude, and heart, it got better.

My kids are great...and they are kids...not adults. We have youth that sometimes behave worse than my two two-year olds. I know this. The fact that I have my kids with me is a blessing. I know this.

I just need this weaning process to speed up a little bit because this go-around is NO fun for either of us...but mother nature is stepping in and helping out (and I can't decide if I like that or not) because I drying up...I think. I am not totally certain, but it seems to be the case and Creighton is H.A.T.I.N.G it. She is miserable and inconsolable pretty much a majority of the day, but I have been forced to go with the cry-it-out method of parenting much to my dismay because of this matter. I think that is another reason my stress level hit the roof the last few days. I can't imagine having another colicky baby, but I feel as if I have a colicky toddler...not sure which is worse at the moment! :)

Anyway, all that to say, I am doing better, not much better, but I'll take better.

Today we went to several graduation parties, and then ate dinner at Taco Bell and then went to the Kiddie Park. I LOVE the Kiddie Park. It is the greatest thing ever in Bartlesville! Jeff had graduation and then project graduation till 5 tomorrow morning, poor youth minister!

5 comments:

Becky said...

Glad things are a little better - I am praying that you sleep well tonight. I'm sure that would help. I'm so sorry!

Jen4 @ Amazing Trips said...

Oh motherhood is so difficult at times. Isn't it? It is glorious, wonderful, blessed ... and yet, harder than nails!!

We will miss these times. We will miss our children's beautiful little faces, and sweet voices, and pure innocence. We will look back on photos and our words that are captured in blogs and think "Surely, it couldn't have been THAT bad."

But until such time that we do miss "these" days, it's perfectly normal to want them to hurry up and pass. And sadly, this "stage" of childhood that we both seem to be experiencing passes about as painfully as a kidney stone.

Dalene said...

My mom says that people used to say "enjoy these days, they only last a short time..." She was like, "Okay...YOU come enjoy changing poopie diapers, drying diapers on the clothesline, draining your breasts 8 times a day, pinching pennies, discipline, crying, etc...etc...." She doesn't miss those days, and we had no idea she was frustrated. I'm glad things are BETTER. You ROCK! Your kids are lucky to have such an honest, transparent mom who loves the LORD with everything in her, and leans on Him.

Maria said...

One thing that I keep thinking about is that article I sent you on the hormonal changes during weaning and how they impact women who've had PPD more than those without, so please be careful about slipping in to a depression again. You are at a higher risk than someone who did not have PPD. I'm not saying that you shouldn't wean if that is what you want, but rather just be cautions and conscious of your mental state and get help if needed.

Sonja said...

Wow -- I did not know weaning could be like that. Weaning from a paci has been miserable for my children and me, but not weaning from breastfeeding. You have my sympathies -- I have not even started to try to wean Brooke from the paci yet because instead of getting stronger with each child, I have become more of a coward -- or maybe I am just wiser, ie, I know what's coming and I want to delay it as long as possible! Glad things are better for you though. Thanks for being so transparent and "authentic" (as Rod would say!) -- it helps all of the rest of us moms to know that we are not the only ones who have days (weeks, months) like that.