Last night, I had no parental or wifely responsibilities. I have to admit that the thought of being home alone was too good to be true. After I left work, I ran a few errands, then headed to my home - to enjoy to peace and quiet.
But, after sitting there for a few minutes, I realized that being home alone wasn't all I had made it out to be. I missed Meg being underfoot, having to help with everything. I missed her screaming out "save me, save me" while Jarrad chases her through the living room and into the kitchen. I realize now that on most nights that irritated me (me cooking dinner while Jarrad and Meg get to play isn't fair), but not having it last night reminded me that I should be grateful that I have such an amazing daughter and husband...and, that I should welcome the sweet "save me" opportunities that I have with her. While those moments may disrupt what I'm trying to do at the moment, I will now embrace them instead of become irritated by them. Seriously, SO WHAT if dinner takes an extra five minutes or if I don't get to the dishes right away. Dishes and dinner can wait - my life won't!
Top Heavy
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“My 9 year old daughter drew me a picture for my 40th birthday…at least my
legs look good!” (submitted by IG @kerrinaomi)
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I love it. That is so true and I needed to be reminded of that here lately. Hope you guys are doing good.
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