As I posted my previous post yesterday the thought did cross my mind that 'as luck would have it' my husband's dentist appointment might not go so well and then I would feel bad about giving him such a bad time. Well....as luck would have it, my husband has to get a root canal. Unfortunately, it is one of those "complex" ones and so he has to go to a specialist (Yeah!)
You know, yesterday was one of those empowering and demoralizing days. I went shopping with my kids, by myself. This is a big deal. For those of you mothers who do it all the time, realize I have a husband who loves to help me. When it comes to marathon shopping, I allow him to. (Why would you voluntarily handle 2 kids on your own when you have willing help) Let me just say, my kids are amazing. They were such helpers and very pleasant. (We made 5 stops - definite marathon shopping day) I was also pretty amazing as well, if I do say so myself. I had an incredible morning. Well, all this joy and empowerment was sprinkled with defeat. My miraculously clean house, toppled in ruins (messes, our tree didn't fall on our house, though that would have been sad), my go get-em attitude crippled by fatigue (classic pregnancy), and all kinds of financial "Holy Crap"s.
But, do you know what, I am glad it all happened yesterday. The empowerment I felt from things going well helped buoy me from the hits that wanted to come our way, and today (as well as yesterday) I am feeling positive. A little worn down, but positive.
Brandon is feeling a little picked on (what with yesterday's post) so be sure to feel extra sorry for him today. He is in pain - expensive pain...with a little bit of humbling thrown in for good measure. He might even listen to my advice next time...after he hears it from his dad, of course. However, I do wish that I would have been wrong - I REALLY wish I would have been wrong. (Why am I only right when I don't want to be?) Anyway, poor Brandon. Post your comments of sympathy.
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