This weekend was a stressful to say the least. I wasn’t feeling well last Friday, which was the reason why I wasn’t able to do my regular job post. And my daughter was being a little difficult. It’s not that she was being naughty. She was just being her same old active, cheerful self and I simply didn’t have the energy to keep up with her.
I know a lot of parents that feel the way I do. Parenting is a marathon. The daily grind does take its toll on you. And no matter how nice or even tempered your child normally is, there will be days that you just want to take a break from it all, have a drink, vent, and go somewhere you’re the one babied for a change.
I wanted to wallow and vent over the weekend, but a barrage of news from friends and acquaintances over Facebook made me realize I had more to be grateful for than anything.
I wanted to complain about how tiring it is to have a child. It sounded selfish compared to couples I know who wanted to have a child, who would have made wonderful parents but couldn’t. And I know they would give anything to feel the way I’m feeling right now and for that I’m grateful.
I wanted to complain about how my child would wake me up so early on the weekends. Hearing “Wake up Mama! Wakey, wakey eggs and backey” every few seconds stops being cute and starts to become annoying when you don’t get enough sleep. But then I heard of friends who just lost their child. I know if I was in their situation I would have given anything just to have my daughter wake me up every morning and for that I am grateful.
I wanted to complain about my daughter’s incessant chatter and her seemingly never ending need for hugs and kisses. Then I found out from some parents how painful it can be when your child refuses to run into your arms, when your child can’t return your affection either through words or actions. I have a child who can’t stop hugging me and always wants to talk to me and for that I am grateful.
Lastly, I wanted to complain about my daughter’s boundless energy. She’s always ready to run and jump and I simply can’t keep up with her anymore. The I realized there are parents out there who would give anything to see their child stand up and play; how it pains them that their child can’t enjoy what most children take for granted. I have a child who is always ready to play and is living her life to the fullest, for that I am grateful.
Yes, I was exhausted over the weekend but I was able to salvage it. My husband, daughter and I focused on having a relaxing time. We quietly played paper dolls, bonded over ice cream, Phineas and Ferb, and Dr. Who. We had food delivered and postponed chores for Monday. We had a good weekend and for that I am grateful.
- 10 Lessons I Want My Child To Learn From Phineas and Ferb (wailingsofaworkathomemom.wordpress.com)
- The Power of your Child’s Smile (gabrielandnatalie.wordpress.com)