3.23.2013

Sometimes...

No matter how old you are....

you just need your mom.

In mid-February I just crashed. Lost it. It was was probably a combination of things, I'm not entirely sure. But all of a sudden things just seemed extra hard, extra overwhelming, and I felt like I was going to crumble under the weight of stress, and responsibility, and exhaustion. Everything just felt like too much.

So, I texted mom. And she said she could come up. And I said ok. And the next day she pulled into my driveway in the mid-afternoon and I felt this huge weight lift.

Everything would be ok.

I just needed a reset button. I needed to be able to take a deep breath. Have extra (daytime) help with the boys. And, most importantly, someone to unload the dishwasher.

So we ate out a lot. And took the boys on some outings. I took naps in the aftertoon. And mom, who is exceedingly patient, played and played with Carver.

She stayed ten days and when she left I felt back to normal. Like I could take care of these boys that I have been blessed with.

I'm 32 (gasp), but sometimes I still just need my mom (or dad) to come in and save the day. But that's what parents are for, right?

I couldn't ask for more.


Dancing in the kitchen with Carver. Mom is good about taking pictures of random moments like this. And I'm thankful, even when I look wretched, that these moments are captured.

Evening quiet.




2 comments:

  1. I remember when my mom flew up to Chicago to take care of me when I had pneumonia, and I had no one else. Moms are the BEST!

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  2. Thanks, Kristi. It was my pleasure!! I love spending time with you and the boys. And being needed once in awhile is a great feeling too. I know you could have managed, but thanks for giving me the opportunity. And I'm thankful for retirement so that I could take advantage of it. :)

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