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- Having a great time in Boston
- Started badly, spending all Monday in the hotel room, as Justin puked and slept and had a headache; I suspect migraine
- Went to Aquarium yesterday; big hit, especially after one of the divers gave the boys a shark tooth he'd found in the huge tank
- Chris having fun at conference
- There's a bit of a learning curve with a GPS
- Not sure what we're doing today
Feb. 4th, 2009
With friends like these...
Feb. 4th, 2009 03:24 pmOK, it's been (so far) a freaking horrible day, I won't go into details but I'm exhausted and frazzled and yet I know it could always be worse: I could have had a day like this while the kids were little. At nine and twelve, today they have been an absolute parent's dream of maturity and sensitivity and self-control and understanding, and made an otherwise thoroughly crappy day almost bearable. Days like this it feels like all the patience and understanding we gave them in their first few years is starting to pay off.
Which reminds me of something![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
13oct posted the other day that made me howl with laughter and say Amen about fifty times. It's a clueless "friend" asking Carolyn Hax of Tell Me About It for some info, and then Carolyn giving her what-for.
( I guess what I'm asking is: What is a typical day and why don't moms have time for a call or e-mail? )
I can't even read her list without wincing and remembering doing all that and more. And the sheer exhaustion of being permanently ON, with no OFF-switch in sight. Physical and emotional bone-crushing weariness, for months on end, and no help in sight, because first we lived far away from any friends or family who might have helped and had no money for babysitters, and then when we lived close by, my mom got sick and stayed sick within less than a year after we arrived. How lovely it would have been to have had a "best friend" who assumed that the only reason I didn't call her was that I was using the kids as an excuse to "relax and enjoy."
I dunno, I gotta echo what Chris said after I read him the reply: "Wow, she's a lot more restrained than I would've been."
Which reminds me of something
13oct posted the other day that made me howl with laughter and say Amen about fifty times. It's a clueless "friend" asking Carolyn Hax of Tell Me About It for some info, and then Carolyn giving her what-for.( I guess what I'm asking is: What is a typical day and why don't moms have time for a call or e-mail? )
I can't even read her list without wincing and remembering doing all that and more. And the sheer exhaustion of being permanently ON, with no OFF-switch in sight. Physical and emotional bone-crushing weariness, for months on end, and no help in sight, because first we lived far away from any friends or family who might have helped and had no money for babysitters, and then when we lived close by, my mom got sick and stayed sick within less than a year after we arrived. How lovely it would have been to have had a "best friend" who assumed that the only reason I didn't call her was that I was using the kids as an excuse to "relax and enjoy."
I dunno, I gotta echo what Chris said after I read him the reply: "Wow, she's a lot more restrained than I would've been."
