Sunday, December 16, 2012

Grateful Sunday


I've been feeling depressed.  Of course our whole country is and with good reason.  I really can't think about the tragedy.  I can't go on facebook or read the news.  When I wake up at night, it's all I can think about.  I just imagine those parents how they haven't slept or keep thinking this must be a nightmare and they will wake up.

I have so much to be grateful for and yet I just feel down today.  Kids are fighting like mad, Wyatt hasn't been sleeping, the house looks like an explosion went off in every room.  Wyatt only wants to stand and I feel mad about it.  Genuinely mad and resentful.  I feel ripped off with my baby because he doesn't want to be a baby anymore.  I think he's going to be our earliest walker--I bet he takes steps in his 7th month.  And I know it's ridiculous to feel mad about his in light of everything, but there you have it.  

I'm even depressed about this warm weather.  It doesn't feel like Christmas at all and yet we did enjoy our afternoon on the lawn (tree), see above.

My calling stresses me out.  Especially when Ty is traveling with stake business and I have a screaming baby that can't stand the sight of anyone else anymore and I'm trying to lead singing time with a baby strapped in the sling and it's pulling my shirt down flashing the entire senior primary.  Equals depression.  And I kind of hyperventilate when I think that I have to do this every week.  For forever.  It feels like.  And yet, I should be grateful.  I have so much.

I love my kids, and my husband and the Gospel and I'm so thankful for our earthly comforts and possessions and our peace and prosperity but sometimes you just need a big batch of cookie dough and a good book.

8 comments:

raisruckus said...

Oh sweet girl, it's called reality, and sometimes it just sucks.

I felt bad because Friday I was mad that the plumber came and the job wasn't even covered under our warranty. He fixed our $5 toilet flapper for $60 instead of our water leak in the front yard. Sigh. Then I was mad at the dorks who think wearing pants to church will solve all their problems. Then I heard about the horrible shootings and it all seemed so small. Still is, but it's still our life, and it's all made worse by knowing that our hearts hurt. Hugs to you and those sweet kids. Oh, and push that baby down!

Paige said...

I'm with Susie, sometimes reality sucks and it is comforting to know that everyone's reality sucks at times. So I'm glad you post about real life.

virginia said...

you should come over :)

Carrie said...

Sometimes it does suck. Wish I could make you some cookie dough and bring you a good book. :)

Nancy said...

Did I give you the Mama Makes up her Mind book? It's great for mindless entertainment on the lighter side. I have refused to watch any news either. I know bad things happen all over the world all the time and one just can't think about all of them or one would lose hope. Now just there I'm thinking of The Music Man cuz "one" notices them saying "one" so much in the movie.

I feel bad that you are stressed out with your calling and I totally understand! Maybe in a little while the Wyatt can go with Tyler to his stake meeting!!

How do you force a baby to crawl?? I don't know. Are there any answers on the internets?

All the Christmas stress doesn't help matters any. But, yeah, it could be so much worse. On the other hand just because someone broke both their legs doesn't mean your one broken leg doesn't hurt like heck.

I spent a "whole half day" taking care of visiting teaching gifts and still have one to go. I was undercut by the RSP. I ordered these books for my VTees and the RSP ordered the same ones and handed them out yesterday. Rats! New plans.

If I wasn't such a bah humbug maybe I would get all this stuff out of the way in August but I can't bear to think of it that soon.

If I wasn't leaving Thursday I would zip over there to help you out. Sorry I can't come!!!

If it helps any, I sent off a package for the kids. Do the kids read the blog comments? I better not reveal too much?? For Will there is the cute sports outfit that I thought he might like to wear to Dallas. For the Wybe there's some PJ's or something in a size 2T but they look waaaaay long. Maybe you can shorten the pants and sleeves.

Only 3 more days of seminmary but I think I'm bailing on Dad tomorrow cuz I didn't sleep well AGAIN!

I need to get off my buns and do something productive like ....take a bath!

Hang in there. Time, mercifully, keeps passing.

There's some really cute corgi stuff on cuteoverload!

Sailor Mom said...

I'm sorry things have been so stressful lately. I've been listening to church talks and Christmas music lately. They've helped my mood a lot. I hope your week goes better.

Abbey said...

i'd be pretty pissed about wyb, too. he shouldn't even be crawling, for heaven's sake!

Andrea said...

I can relate to what you are feeling very well. It's hard when you're husbandless so much - it makes everything that much harder to deal with. I hope you can find your happy place.