I'm feeling like the little engine that could.
"I think i can (feel this crappy) for awhile longer
I hope i can (survive these crappy side effects) for awhile longer
I know i can (do this for me and the kids) until i feel better."
Luckily my life has been incredibly busy with general work for school, kids getting ready for school and trying to keep up with housework, that i have managed to stay focused, upright and awake for most of the day.
This afternoon parker asked me to play in the sand with him. All i could do was pull up a chair and stare at him moving pinecones and little hills of sand from backhoe to dumptruck and back again and admire his little banter he had going on between the dueling mighty machines.
They know something is amiss. It's not that anything is that different. We are still doing all the same fun things, going to all the amazing places our island has to offer - it's just that i'm only with them physically. Not pointing out every animal we see, picking up the frogs and dead snakes to inspect. Simply along for the ride.
When i put parker to bed tonight he called me "dumb mommy." His words stung so bad. A little piece of my heart floated away.
Posted by Jess at 10:10 PM Permalink

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It's not you that he's mad at. Once things kick in properly and you're feeling better, he'll better appreciate what a kick ass Momma you are.
I admire your determination. I cannot imagine how difficult it must be for you but you're doing it, for you, for your family, for us (by sharing it with us, I feel we're all included in this -and I feel honored). I'm proud of you, babe.
Posted by Chair | August 21, 2006 11:37 PM