October 3, 2010I am hoping you get bonus points for trying because today was a complete disaster in terms of having any remotely spiritual recharge. I must be the only person on the planet who dreads General Conference weekend. What little I do actually hear, I feel immensely guilty about. But that's a rare occasion now that I have kids.
The day started out fine. Jeff took the kids and let me sleep in until 9:30 a.m. because I was exhausted from getting up at least 15 times over the past two nights with sick kids. But as soon as we told Pearl it was time to watch church on TV... oh I can't even describe! She tried to keep the noise to a minimum but after about 10 minutes of not seeing the "follow the prophet" it was just no use. We begged, pleaded, and finally resorted to yelling at her to keep quiet. There was screaming, crying, and whining in return. And not to be outdone by his sister, Cole joined in by squealing, screaming, and having not one but two blowouts. To avoid crying myself, I tried distracting my emotions by taking a big gulp of water.... just as Jeff was telling Pearl, "I'm sorry they aren't cartoons! Maybe if they were...." and that's all it took. I spit my water all over my legs in laughter and then bawled like a baby. I couldn't help it. I was exhausted. Physically and spiritually and knew any desire for a spiritual feast was hopeless. Jeff whisked Cole outside and told Pearl to "give this to mommy." I guess he could sense that if I wasn't going to get a spiritual recharge today, I might as well get a caffeine one.
Maybe next year you can try the word/treat thing with P. Kaleb ALMOST had the hang of it. He didn't hear the words, but would wait until his brothers were getting a treat then slide in on the action. Caden was DYING for afternoon conference to start so he could listen for more words. Hang in there. It DOES get better. Mostly.
ReplyDeleteThe very reason it is printed next month in one beautiful magazine!!!
ReplyDeleteHang in there, it only gets harder with teenagers!