In an attempt to thwart some of the negative karma from the last post, I'm attempting a more positive vibe on this next one...So, here's my first gratitude post pretty much ever.
Thank you to the sassy post office lady with the big smile. After seeing my predicament of carrying a very heavy, sleeping 2 year old while simultaneously wrangling a wiggly 14 month old, she offered to ship one of them for me instead of my package. She even put my debit card and receipt in my wallet for me while I was running after Scarlett (who I had put down in desperation).
Thanks to James who managed to make me laugh (when I really wanted to cry) while I was wrestling a shrieking Georgia into the cart at Target. It was a big "we're all in this together" sort of relief.
Thank you to Heather, Adrienne, Coty, and Lauren who make me feel normal. I love how we can relate in nearly every single way.
Thanks tons to Stephanie for never thinking I'm shallow when I call to whine about, well, shallow things.
Thank you to the sweet lady who told me that my children were just a bundle of adorable. When I responded that they were "a bundle of something all right," she replied that "even when they're ornery, at least they're cute doing it."
A big thank you to the members who tolerate the shrieking trio in the back of the chapel at church. An even bigger thanks to the ones that not only tolerate but embrace their strong personalities, helping even me see the humor in Georgia and Scarlett dashing away, up the aisle, in the middle of numerous talks.
Thanks to Aubrey, Kristin H., and Jenna for recognizing I have a brain.
Thank you to the nice old lady who tells me my children are lovely and that I remind her of herself in an age gone by. There's a whole lot of you and I just want to hug every last one.
Eternal gratitude to Liberty for letting me call and not minding the constant cacophany of shrieks and tears in the background...or occasional foreground. Thank you for all the hours you keep me company each week.
Thank you to the guy who pushed my heavy stroller up a extremely steep hill in the middle of a Utah snow storm. It happened about three years ago, but I've never forgotten you. I just don't know how I would've done it without you. It was this hill (with pavement instead of stairs) if you're curious.
Colossal thanks to my darling husband for putting up with all of my emotional quirks. He's definitely my better half.
Loads of thanks to the fifty million people who hold open doors, steady carts, and smile at me while I'm dealing with screaming, sticky, darting children.
So, how was that for some positive karma?
13 comments:
Awesome post! Very cool. You should get huge Karma points for that one.
Love it!!!! By the way, you are keeping me sane by being my friend/sister-it is just like we are together! Each of us dealing with our beasties at the same time, but still managing to laugh with and at each other.
I love the wonderful people out there that brighten our lives without realizing they do it. All of the sweet people who laugh at my children instead of sigh, all of those who compliment me and my (lack of) mothering skills, and those that take moments to make ME laugh. Love this post!!!
Boo! Now I've read your post I can't look forward to reading it now! Hmmm...you'll just have to post another toot-sweet!
You're the best, Whitney. Sounds like we need to get out without kids! I've been feeling very similar lately....maybe it's the letdown after the crazy holidays combined with the massive snow outside that's keeping us all indoors? Car trouble never helps, either. Let's get the crazy kids together next week sometime... how about Thurs. or Friday? Logan doesn't have school. Hmmm. email me.
Love, love, love it! You def. need to get some brownie points for this one. :)
When I'm knee-deep in motherhood, it's always nice to 1) look for the postives because (at least for me) neg. jump right out at me and it can make me oh-so down and 2)thank the people that make life worth smiling about. Motherhood and life in general can wear a girl right out and without the occasional pick-me-up, for me at least, I couldn't do it. So, thanks for your posts--they ALWAYS make me smile and give ME a much needed ray of sunshine.
My Dear,
I'd say your last two posts capsulize life in a very true snapshot. I believe that all of this is exactly what Heavenly Father knows we need to gain greater empathy, patience, temperance, brotherly kindeness and charity; and the greatest of these is...
Beautiful how our eternal curriculum is so individualized. Where did all of the cameras go this year? Maybe it had something to do with half of everyone down with the Humphrey imported Texas virus...
Mom and I sure love each one of you. Dang quiet around here without all y'all!
Aww, LOL Whitney you're so cute! Like I said before it just makes me feel better your children haven't killed you and you haven't been put in a mental institute! Keep up the good fight mama!
this is totally sweet.
I love those sweet old ladies who look fondly on screaming children (gleeful screaming, or even the awful tantrum shrieks) and tell me that they can remember it too. Makes it all much better, doesn't it? And I only have 2 wriggly ones, so I'm not even as busy as you are. You're doing a great job!
Oh, and I remember that hill well and trying to push the stroller up in the winter time. Not an easy venture to go and visit Daddy on campus.
I love it - and don't worry hun about bad karma. The thing is you put a sense of humor in everything so therefore it cancels out all bad karma.
Whitney!! You had me laughing/totally empathizing when you said you could hear their voices in your head in the below post. I totally know what you mean - me, in bed at night - it's just noise. No quietness, and it makes me crazy And the picture of the hill in this post kills me - you poor thing! I have been spending more and more time being burned out recently, and in the end just crying to my mom on the phone. And I only have like 1 1/2 kids! You have 3! You're amazing. I remember one time you saying that you love girls nights out - you should go take one. I think breaks totally make us better moms. And for what it's worth, I really didn't sense that much negativism in the below post. Just plain old frankness. :) I loved it.
Amen again. Nothing sets me straight then a nice old lady telling me that I have darling kids. I try to remember that this too shall pass, but it's hard to do with spaghetti in my hair, kids screaming and tears in my eyes! It's a fun time, isn't it? (Really, it is!)
Hey Beany, when are you are you going to update this thing? I only check these things once in a blue moon and your time is up... ; )
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