I have had people try to tell me one reason or another why I have difficult moments.
It's either that I am tired, the weather has me down, I must be getting sick, stress, etc...
I try to ignore the comments because what those people don't understand is how emotionally taxing it is to have a child with special needs.
I understand more than anyone realizes that I am beyond blessed to have Addie and to have her do so well.
That doesn't negate the validity of my emotions.
Sometimes it's just plain hard and it doesn't take an "event" to bring on those emotions.
This week I have been unable to talk to anyone about Addie without having to fight back the tears, this is an emotional week for me (details coming later this week).
I wanted absolutely nothing more than to stay in bed all day today; the curtains drawn, LMN on the television, a vat of M&M's by my bed and a five gallon bucket of chocolate milk to sip through a twirly straw.
I couldn't do it, because I never have done it and don't see the point in ever doing it.
I would like to think that I got out of bed today because I am a responsible adult that values my job and cares for my family and while both of those are true, the real reason I got out of bed this morning is because of Smokey Bear.
I was laying in bed this morning listening to the sound of pouring rain and refusing to put forth the effort to knock my alarm clock across the room when Smokey Bear appeared in my mind.
He reminded me that only I can prevent wildfires and that if I did indeed remain in bed all day the way that I really wanted to that I would never, ever, ever be able to wear corduroy pants again.
As all of us big girls know - corduroy is not always your friend.
So, I opted for comfy work clothes, my hair in a ponytail and sweet kisses from my children and husband, then a visit to Starbucks.
All in all not a bad day, especially since Starbuck's computer was down, which equaled FREE caloric intake.
Minute by minute, day by day in our "Wait and See World".
