One of those sniffling-like-a-six-year-old-with-a-runny-nose-I-want-my-mommy kind of cries.
Okay, I'm joking on the last part. (well at least kind of ;-)...)
Here's the thing: I felt about 18,000 times better afterwards.
Ahh yes, I am a crier. This used to be something I HATED about myself. But now I've come to accept it--embrace it even.
I have discovered through my years that the more I fight the cry, the closer and closer I get to making the situation worse. I may as well cry it out before it multiplies and erupts like a volcano.
So I cried for a few minutes. In order to not upset R too, I kissed his cheeks, assured him that mommy was okay, and told him how much mommy loves him.
What does he do next?
He rubs his lips on my cheek (something he's been doing for awhile...I like to think he's trying to kiss me), puts his head on my shoulder and squeezes my neck.
I smile from ear to ear with delight. This sweet baby is my precious son. How blessed am I?!?!?
Oh my sweet R, how you brighten mommy's world!
Then...I turn my head and he sticks my nose directly into his mouth.
Needless to say, I am then cracking up with laughter.
Oh R, you always know the right thing to say, even if it's not with words.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
When it all falls apart...
I have had one of those days.
One of those nothing is really wrong, but nothing is really right kind of days.
And that would be why I'm eating burnt and cold spaghetti. Yeah, I managed to pulled that one off.
But in order to not focus on all the stupid, silly annoyances of the day, I want to focus this post on the blessings that are always there when things fall apart. (These are in no particular order.)
1) My husband. Bless the man. He signed up to spend forever with me. He's got to be a saint. And he puts up with me when I just want to cry because I've burnt the spaghetti and it just so happened to be the straw that broke the camel's back.
2) My sweet baby boy. He had a super fussy day, but always seems to calm down and cuddle up when mama picks him up. Love that!
3) My family. They've put up with me for over a quarter of a century and still are ALWAYS there to listen to me...even when it's silly little complaints.
4) My Navy family. These people truly understand everything we go through with the Navy. When I'm at my whit's end with the night shift and never seeing my hubby, they get it AND sympathize. I know we'll always stay connected despite time and place, because we do have that military connection...that lifelong friendship that comes with the military lifestyle.
5) Our house and all the luxuries that go with it. Seriously people, have you ever stopped and thanked God for the simple things like food and shelter? To top things off, we're lucky enough to have a TV, computer, books, etc. etc. etc.
6) Last, but not least, my faith. I find that on days like today, I need to have a long talk with God. Afterwards I'll feel better and He'll remind me, like He did today, that in reality everything is OKAY.
Yep, we're blessed and I try to never forget it, even on bad days.
What helps you calm down and refocus on tough days?
One of those nothing is really wrong, but nothing is really right kind of days.
And that would be why I'm eating burnt and cold spaghetti. Yeah, I managed to pulled that one off.
But in order to not focus on all the stupid, silly annoyances of the day, I want to focus this post on the blessings that are always there when things fall apart. (These are in no particular order.)
1) My husband. Bless the man. He signed up to spend forever with me. He's got to be a saint. And he puts up with me when I just want to cry because I've burnt the spaghetti and it just so happened to be the straw that broke the camel's back.
2) My sweet baby boy. He had a super fussy day, but always seems to calm down and cuddle up when mama picks him up. Love that!
3) My family. They've put up with me for over a quarter of a century and still are ALWAYS there to listen to me...even when it's silly little complaints.
4) My Navy family. These people truly understand everything we go through with the Navy. When I'm at my whit's end with the night shift and never seeing my hubby, they get it AND sympathize. I know we'll always stay connected despite time and place, because we do have that military connection...that lifelong friendship that comes with the military lifestyle.
5) Our house and all the luxuries that go with it. Seriously people, have you ever stopped and thanked God for the simple things like food and shelter? To top things off, we're lucky enough to have a TV, computer, books, etc. etc. etc.
6) Last, but not least, my faith. I find that on days like today, I need to have a long talk with God. Afterwards I'll feel better and He'll remind me, like He did today, that in reality everything is OKAY.
Yep, we're blessed and I try to never forget it, even on bad days.
What helps you calm down and refocus on tough days?
Monday, January 16, 2012
Falling off the end of the earth...
...is something I need to stop doing with this blog. HA.
Really though, the holidays were a crazy time this year, but I'm back now and plan (and hope) to be much better at more regularly posting.
Now to what's been on my mind for a few days now...
Some of our dearest friends are moving in a month (or less), some of other closest friends will be moving in April when we do, and some of other dear friends are staying here and I'm. Not. Ready. For. Any. Of. It.
I'm terrible with goodbyes. Generally I either act like nothing is changing (case and point, leaving my students in Ohio) or I cry like a hormonal teenager.
So what's a girl to do?
Pray that we end up heading to the same base (or close bases), make plans for visits, keep up with each other on facebook (and blogs), and make a blog post so that when I'm all "see ya later" they know that I truly do care and am crying on the inside.
Okay, bawling.
Oh military life, you are a cruel mistress.
I know this is what we signed up for, but who knew the people we met would become such a part of our life and our family.
We've been blessed to know you all and hope to always stay in touch.
...you can't get rid of us that easily. ;-)
Really though, the holidays were a crazy time this year, but I'm back now and plan (and hope) to be much better at more regularly posting.
Now to what's been on my mind for a few days now...
Some of our dearest friends are moving in a month (or less), some of other closest friends will be moving in April when we do, and some of other dear friends are staying here and I'm. Not. Ready. For. Any. Of. It.
I'm terrible with goodbyes. Generally I either act like nothing is changing (case and point, leaving my students in Ohio) or I cry like a hormonal teenager.
So what's a girl to do?
Pray that we end up heading to the same base (or close bases), make plans for visits, keep up with each other on facebook (and blogs), and make a blog post so that when I'm all "see ya later" they know that I truly do care and am crying on the inside.
Okay, bawling.
Oh military life, you are a cruel mistress.
I know this is what we signed up for, but who knew the people we met would become such a part of our life and our family.
We've been blessed to know you all and hope to always stay in touch.
...you can't get rid of us that easily. ;-)
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