One minute you are up and another you are down.
Sometimes happy.
Sometimes sad.
One day the kids are driving me crazy.
Another day I'm beaming with pride---Arjay is off his pacifier and I am so happy and proud of him.
One minute I'm upset at the kids.
Another minute...they have me falling over on the floor with laughter.
One minute I want to scream or break something.
Another minute I can't stop hugging and kissing them.
One day I need a break from the kids.
Another day I'm missing the kids---Adryana is off on her first drop-off play date with a friend from school. I miss her so much and I'm worried; is she okay? I've already called and checked but still I want to call and check again. I want to rush over there and get her, isn't it time already?
Oh how I wish this worry would go away.
When will the worry stop? My mom has already informed me on several occasions that the worrying will never end. She says that even when the kids are grown you'll still be worried and then when your kids have kids you'll worry about their kids too.
So there will be added worry.
I want to stop the worry but every day brings a new worry.
I guess it's just all a part of parenting and I just have to accept and learn to get use to the worry.
Now I'm worried about getting used to the worry.
1 comment:
Just wanted to let you know that I interpret your worrying as caring.... you just care so much about kids and their well-being, and that is why you worry so much. Thank you for being such a great and caring mom to our children.... Love ya
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