Today we went running early this morning and good thing because the wind really started to blow right when we were done running. We had planned all week to go to Cheyenne today, so I could return my two pairs of running shoes I bought online and actually buy a pair I liked. I don't think I will buy shoes again over the internet unless I am sure they will feel good on my feet. Good thing I got new ones before this week I would like to get them a little broken in before I have to make my big run (45 min straight) after this coming week. I have blisters on my feet right now because I needed new shoes so bad. I had to run for 35 mins this week and every time around 25-30 mins my blisters would become unbearable. I am just glad I have good shoes now.
We met Curtis at the mall to go to Chick-fil-a because we had some coupons for free stuff and you didn't even have to make a purchase anything in order to get it free. I had been planning all week for Chick-fil-a so I was on my best behavior with the sweets (trust me it has been so hard). It was good to hang out with Curt as always and we wish it could be more often. We also made a stop at Walgreens to pick up the twistable crayons they are the best, ever since Paiglee got some for Christmas I have been in love with them. We also had to head to Michael's to pick up this lap board for Paiglee to color on it was a great buy. Then we had to hurry out cause we gave Paiglee a toy to play with and she chewed on it and Daryl wasn't happy about it and took it away. The blood curdling cry began and everyone stared. I hate it but I also hate it when Daryl gets embarrassed about it. I have always had this attitude of if my child bothers you, not my problem. I do everything in my power to keep her under control and try to teach her how to act in public and be a well mannered child but you can only do so much with a 20 month old toddler. Plus I hate being that parent that will do anything to make their child be quiet so if she cries screams or throws her body on the ground I ignore it and glare at people who look at me ( sorry if I have ever glared at you, if I know you I most likely didn’t mean it). I hate it when people look at me as if I am a bad parent or as if I am doing something wrong or that they could do a better job. I think this goes in the category of mind your own business. Some might think this is bad but guess what I could care less. I figure I only make the behavior worse by giving in to what she wants when she is upset. Before having my own child I always thought I would be the best parent and I had good reason to think so. I could never get enough of little kids or babies; I thought I was pretty good with them. I could get them to go to sleep with ease. I remember as a young girl asking people if I could hold their babies during sacrament and I would put them to sleep and I was great at it. Then I became a parent and everything I was good at was tested (I struggle to keep my own child quiet during sacrament). I have a child with a deafening cry and the energizer bunny's battery doesn’t last as long as my child's energy. I always questioned whether I was made for this and I always told people she knocked the baby right out of me meaning I wasn't sure if I wanted another child. Oh trust me that feeling came and went I think it is ingrained in women to want more babies, especially when you see a newborn. I also believe a ton of parents have some pretty darn easy kids compared to mine. I only say that now that I have had Paiglee. I think it took a long time for me to get to know her personality and what makes her tick, longer than I would have liked. I expected her to be like every other easy child I dealt with. But I guess when you have been up all night and tired any child might be tough to deal with. I know though that if I would have had a child that was mild tempered and quiet and just easy I wouldn't become a better person or a better mother. Some days I wonder if I am going to make it to Paiglee's teenage years and if so I may be wishing I hadn't. But she has taught me things no one else in this world could have. I mean before she came a long I actually thought I had patience hahaha!!! I know that to be so not true. I love her sooo much and even on her grumpiest days she always lets me know she loves me and it makes all of it worth it. Parenting is the hardest job on the face of the earth and one job you always find yourself asking, am I doing it right, could I do a better job, or am I royally screwing this child up? I try my best and I find even when I get to my wits end I find it doesn't take as long to come back and re-group thanks to almost two year of my patience being tested day in and day out. I will say though my second child better be mellow and go with the flow cause with Paiglee as the oldest they will need to be and for me I think I could use a child that doesn't demand so much, cause well I know that Paiglee even at that point will most likely take up a lot of my attention. But I really do believe that parenting is the only job that can bring you to tears and joy in a matter of minutes. I would never go back to my life before, being Paiglee’s mom is by far one of the best things that has ever happened to me. But anyways enough unloading..
The rest of my evening will be spent getting the house in order and then Daryl and I plan to sit down and watch a movie. Can't wait.
We met Curtis at the mall to go to Chick-fil-a because we had some coupons for free stuff and you didn't even have to make a purchase anything in order to get it free. I had been planning all week for Chick-fil-a so I was on my best behavior with the sweets (trust me it has been so hard). It was good to hang out with Curt as always and we wish it could be more often. We also made a stop at Walgreens to pick up the twistable crayons they are the best, ever since Paiglee got some for Christmas I have been in love with them. We also had to head to Michael's to pick up this lap board for Paiglee to color on it was a great buy. Then we had to hurry out cause we gave Paiglee a toy to play with and she chewed on it and Daryl wasn't happy about it and took it away. The blood curdling cry began and everyone stared. I hate it but I also hate it when Daryl gets embarrassed about it. I have always had this attitude of if my child bothers you, not my problem. I do everything in my power to keep her under control and try to teach her how to act in public and be a well mannered child but you can only do so much with a 20 month old toddler. Plus I hate being that parent that will do anything to make their child be quiet so if she cries screams or throws her body on the ground I ignore it and glare at people who look at me ( sorry if I have ever glared at you, if I know you I most likely didn’t mean it). I hate it when people look at me as if I am a bad parent or as if I am doing something wrong or that they could do a better job. I think this goes in the category of mind your own business. Some might think this is bad but guess what I could care less. I figure I only make the behavior worse by giving in to what she wants when she is upset. Before having my own child I always thought I would be the best parent and I had good reason to think so. I could never get enough of little kids or babies; I thought I was pretty good with them. I could get them to go to sleep with ease. I remember as a young girl asking people if I could hold their babies during sacrament and I would put them to sleep and I was great at it. Then I became a parent and everything I was good at was tested (I struggle to keep my own child quiet during sacrament). I have a child with a deafening cry and the energizer bunny's battery doesn’t last as long as my child's energy. I always questioned whether I was made for this and I always told people she knocked the baby right out of me meaning I wasn't sure if I wanted another child. Oh trust me that feeling came and went I think it is ingrained in women to want more babies, especially when you see a newborn. I also believe a ton of parents have some pretty darn easy kids compared to mine. I only say that now that I have had Paiglee. I think it took a long time for me to get to know her personality and what makes her tick, longer than I would have liked. I expected her to be like every other easy child I dealt with. But I guess when you have been up all night and tired any child might be tough to deal with. I know though that if I would have had a child that was mild tempered and quiet and just easy I wouldn't become a better person or a better mother. Some days I wonder if I am going to make it to Paiglee's teenage years and if so I may be wishing I hadn't. But she has taught me things no one else in this world could have. I mean before she came a long I actually thought I had patience hahaha!!! I know that to be so not true. I love her sooo much and even on her grumpiest days she always lets me know she loves me and it makes all of it worth it. Parenting is the hardest job on the face of the earth and one job you always find yourself asking, am I doing it right, could I do a better job, or am I royally screwing this child up? I try my best and I find even when I get to my wits end I find it doesn't take as long to come back and re-group thanks to almost two year of my patience being tested day in and day out. I will say though my second child better be mellow and go with the flow cause with Paiglee as the oldest they will need to be and for me I think I could use a child that doesn't demand so much, cause well I know that Paiglee even at that point will most likely take up a lot of my attention. But I really do believe that parenting is the only job that can bring you to tears and joy in a matter of minutes. I would never go back to my life before, being Paiglee’s mom is by far one of the best things that has ever happened to me. But anyways enough unloading..
The rest of my evening will be spent getting the house in order and then Daryl and I plan to sit down and watch a movie. Can't wait.
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Hey chica. Nice post. I know we have talked about it a million times that being a Mom is hard work! Hang in there. :-) Oh and I got your message and couldn't understand what you said because of my phone acting weird...not any issues on your end. Call me again so we can chat! Talk to you later!
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