ok so i'm learning that there are people programmed with the ability to listen to whatever you have to say no matter what you're going through, listen and find appropriate things to say or not and then there are those who aren't.
lately i seem to be running into the aren't. lets be real...family usually when it's comes to this throw all of the rules out of the window. the gloves are often off when they should be kept on. the thinking cap or filter is missing when that's what you really need. for me i see when it comes to things close to my heart i often keep my mouth shut or only open it to those who I know have found their gloves and hats.
yesterday was a great day but it was a bit of a doosy when it comes to people and their comments. it started with a dear loved one and i'm not being sarcastic hear because i know these things weren't said to hurt but they did....when you can still smell the mr.clean and their are comments on how dirty your house is...then we went to a restaurant and the manager basically implied that because we turned a highchair upside down and put Wyatt's car seat on it with him in it that we had no idea and were being unsafe and basically irresponsible parents...yup well that brought me a bit closer to the edge. most restaurants we go to suggest this because the darn car seat often doesn't fit anywhere...then there was the last straw..."is he sleeping through the night?" nope he's not i answer and then they go on to ask if i've read baby wise! Seriously I was loosing my grip at little bit at this point. Yes I've read the book...almost twice and no he doesn't sleep through the night. Thanks though. After all of those questions, comments and statements all day long we were driving home and Wyatt started to scream at the top of his lungs. I knew he had everything I could give him right then and that he was just tired but after everything that day i felt the collapse coming and i broke down in tears. Phil just knew and pulled over so I could get in the back with Wyatt. The moment I reached over and held his little hand he stopped crying and fell asleep. That's all it took.
Sometimes that's what we need. A closed mouth and an open hand
Perfect and Beautiful! A closed mouth and a open hand
ReplyDeleteWow Katie. Loved this post. I'm finding with lots of my friends (because I have more with kids than without now) that this is one of their biggest frustrations as new parents. EVERYONE'S comments and suggestions (I have to admit I'm a discusser... note to self: work on that). Anyways the reality is that kids don't come with a hand book for a reason because not one is the same.
ReplyDeleteRemember that God gave you Wyatt to cherish and to love and look after, and He knew when He did that, that you would be the PERFECT mother for him.