I was going to post a snarky, funny entry about how my period was messing with me again this month, having me convinced that I was surprisingly pregnant (I’m not.) I was nauseous for 2 days, and some things were happening with my girl-stuff that were identical to those that happened when I WAS pregnant and Lordy, I was freaking out. But, yesterday things became normal on that subject and I can breathe a sigh of relief that I won’t have 2 under 2 by the end of 2008.
Then I was going to post a kind-of-complaining entry about the non-stop whining Maggie has been doing for the last 2 days, partly because of teething and partly because of a low-grade fever she had today. We think it was from her shot yesterday at the doctor, because her leg is a little red at the injection site. She ate lunch and dinner just fine today and is sleeping now. But I decided to cut my work-day short and pick her up early just in case. When I got there, she was napping (of course!) so I let her sleep a bit longer while I chatted with the ladies there. We came home and played, went outside in the nice weather and played on her new swingset she got for her birthday. More whining after dinner, thankfully Daddy took over and gave Mama a break.
Now I feel like a big pile of crap for wanting a break. This week so far has left me feeling incredibly guilty for not appreciating- constantly and consciously- all of the blessings I have. My daughter is healthy and alive, and I’m complaining about Life, and then I read about another family who is dealing with the most tragic, unimaginable loss right now. Apparently, reading about Emily’s friends the other day wasn’t enough to wake me up. God is saying, ‘Hey Jen! Quit being such a whiner!‘ Geez, I suck.
Now please excuse me while I go check on my sleeping baby 9,731 times tonight.