This morning was a rough one...most mornings it is difficult to wake my middle daughter, but today was down right nasty. She did not want to get out of bed. She had plenty of sleep, but was just content staying in bed. Which would have been fine if it was Saturday. Unfortunately, for her it is not and she has to be efficient in the morning because the bus comes EARLY. So, she fought and was loud. She woke up my younger one an hour earlier than she needs to be up. I was upset with her for being so loud and rude. We finally made it down the stairs and to the breakfast table. There was a lot of crying and me holding my breath because I just didn't want to start my day off like this. As she was walking out the door to catch the bus a swarm of guilt overcame me. I didn't yell at her, but I did tell her that if she continued to cry like a baby she would come home and go to bed. Yes, looking back in hindsight I should have left off the "cry like a baby part." We all do it...we all say things we wish we could take back. We can't. At that moment that I was watching her walk to the bus I started to regret not being more calm.
After taking my youngest to preschool and going for a nice mind clearing run; I decided I would go have lunch with her and make sure her day was going smoothly. I arrived at the school and her class was already in the cafeteria. I wish I had my camera. The moment she saw me she had this HUGE smile on her precious little face. It was priceless. All had been forgiven and we moved on. We hugged and enjoyed a nice lunch for the next few minutes.
Today I am thankful for a redo. I know she may remember our morning, but I am hoping that she does not. I am hoping she remembers me coming to have lunch with her and how happy we both were.
Now, let's see how tomorrow morning shakes out!!!
“Laughter gives us distance. It allows us to step back from an event, deal with it and then move on.” ~Bob Newhart
Hi I'm Jen, married to my best friend for 15 1/2 years and a Mom to 3 beautiful, energetic girls. This blog is about life, learning to live with Grace and Girls Raised In The South (GRITS). Thanks for spending some time in my small part of the world! I hope you find a story you can relate to and you'll want to come back!
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