January 7, 2013
I feel like I need to be honest in these posts to show my friends and family and anyone else who might read this that life isn't always perfect. Things don't always work out the way we wish they did. We can't always be the person we want to be. Sometimes we fail, fail miserably, in moments that we wish we could take back. That happened to me this weekend. But you know what? That is life. We gaff and then we say sorry to our kids, ourselves, our spouses, and God, and then we move on knowing we all still love each other no matter what.
I didn't completely succeed at being the fun loving, happy mom and wife that I wanted to be this weekend. However, it still ended up being a great weekend. There was yelling and there were timeouts (for mom and for kids), but we all got past that and spent most of our two days together content and sweet to each other. My husband was happy to have me home on Saturday night since we won't see much of each other this week. I got in quite a few snuggles with both kids and tons more handstand practice with my little gymnast. We went to a store, got what we needed, and left without any major breakdowns or fits. We got to church on time without any arguments and left in fairly good moods. I didn't have any earth shattering epiphanies about parenting or marriage. It was really a pretty uneventful weekend, and that is why it was a good one. We spent time together and were happy (most of the time). Isn't that what really matters?
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