Good days, bad days

I have good days and bad days.

This was a good one. House was reasonably clean, Claire and Caroline were happy. I remember at this very moment Claire was sitting there eating an apple. Caroline was smiling and playing. I felt like I had things together.

Another good day. Claire has started requesting the "sad face" on her little SuperWhy drawing tablet. Then she walks around, gently holding the tablet, patting it on the back so it feels better. On this day, she decided to take sad face on a walk. I thought, "this is it. She can never be any cuter than she is now."

Then there are days like today. Days where your baby wakes up at 5am and needs extra attention and your toddler decides this is the day that cartoons are not entertaining enough to keep her from following you around and asking you to lift her up on everything and then let her down from everything and dumping things on her baby sister's head and crying and whining because you said no.

It's the ultimate irony that the things you love more than anything else in the world, your babies and toddlers, are the very things that push you to the very brink. It's not your mortal enemy, or your rude neighbor, or the lady at your church who thinks she's better than everyone. No. It's your sweet, innocent, chubby babies.

Babies that are swallowed up by their big girl beds.

And it takes so much self control to speak kindly, to explain the same thing over and over without going nuts. It takes so much self control to be a parent.


  1. What we learn being's the way God intended it. You are an incredible mom. Who else would also care for their girls so lovingly? I never drew a sad face for my're awesome.

  2. That is hilarious that Claire like to push around the "sad" face and try to make it feel better. lol Toddlers are so funny. Your little girls are so adorable, it's the little things that make good days good I guess. (p.s. I hope you don't mind me reading your blog)

  3. Oh Debra,
    I know what you mean so much! It is so often that I feel I love my kids more than anything in the world and I cherish the fact that I am their mother, yet I love 8:00 when they go to bed. Claire is so beautiful! She has grown so much since I saw her last. She looks like a sweet angel sleeping in that bed.

  4. What a great post, I love it. That really is so crazy that those sweet babies make us want to kill everyone in a ten mile radius sometimes. Little stinkers...


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