Friday, December 18, 2009

A toddler is a treat to come home to

I’m in a bummer mood. I had a horrible day at work yesterday. I wanted to cry in the workplace, but held myself together. Then I did cry when I told my husband about it. My husband also had a horrible day at work. So we had a big pity party last night.

I know it can be so much worse. I read about a blogger in her 30s who has been in the hospital for a month with a massive stroke and she has a child with leukemia. We should count our blessings. I also have to remember that very few people have jobs with no grumbles attached. It’s part of life and it’s part of settling (reluctantly, very reluctantly) into a middle-age, parent lifestyle. Nevertheless, I know I’d be doing much more exciting and meaningful things if I hadn’t chosen my husband and my family. It kind of makes me think that well, if I can’t be professionally fulfilled, I might as well have a bunch of kids.

The one thing that made me happy as I rode my bike home was the thought of seeing River, of hearing his feet tap against the floor as he runs to the door yelling “Mamaaaaa,” and gives me a hug and kiss. Mark said the same thing – at least River has a happy life. He does have a happy, ideal, perfect life. Knowing that makes me happy and makes me feel we are doing something right.

1 comment:

Lainey Wright said...

awwww what a beautiful thought. Too bad you had a horrible day (why, may I ask?), but lovely that the thought of seeing your child cheers you.

And what is the verdict on having a bunch of kids, eh?? -yea or nay?