I am saying it is going to be a better day. It will.
I have to get some sewing done. Tomorrow is scouts day at church, and Conner needs to wear his scout shirt..which means I need to sew on all his patches. Maybe this is the incentive I need to break my 6 month NO SEWING problem.
The kids are grumpy. Everyone is still sick. Coughing really bad. I am just so tired. Baby kept me up half the night again because she could only sleep if laying on my chest. I am starting to feel old.
All they do is argue argue argue right now! I cannot wait until Noah has his aspergers evaluation. I really need to know what is wrong with him so that I will know how to deal with him. Some days I just bury my head and either scream or cry. I know it is not his fault. I just don't know how to do it.
Saturday, February 05, 2005
Thursday, February 03, 2005
miscommunicate much?
How can a married couple totally be saying 2 different things and think they are saying the same thing?
Just the little things that start to irritate you.
We decide tonight that we are going to have take and bake pizza for dinner. I left the room for a few minutes, and come back in to find my husband doing pancakes. OK..so I say "what happened to pizza??" the girls decided they want pancakes. Well that is fine by me. He starts arguing for pizza and I keep telling him pancakes are fine.
I ask if he wants to run and get some flavored syrup..then realize we are out of pop. we decide to run to the store (and target for saline for sick baby)
We end up at the pizza place getting pizza.
what in the heck is the deal?
so then he doesn't understand why I am mad. I don't want pizza. I can't eat pizza because of the cheese and our daughter is allergic to dairy and I am nursing her.
So I am just being pissy and unreasonable and he is stomping around in the other room
what a crappy day!
Just the little things that start to irritate you.
We decide tonight that we are going to have take and bake pizza for dinner. I left the room for a few minutes, and come back in to find my husband doing pancakes. OK..so I say "what happened to pizza??" the girls decided they want pancakes. Well that is fine by me. He starts arguing for pizza and I keep telling him pancakes are fine.
I ask if he wants to run and get some flavored syrup..then realize we are out of pop. we decide to run to the store (and target for saline for sick baby)
We end up at the pizza place getting pizza.
what in the heck is the deal?
so then he doesn't understand why I am mad. I don't want pizza. I can't eat pizza because of the cheese and our daughter is allergic to dairy and I am nursing her.
So I am just being pissy and unreasonable and he is stomping around in the other room
what a crappy day!
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
My realization today
OK-I will admit it:
I suck as an LDS woman.
I am horrible at praying.
Half the time I don’t “get” what the scriptures are saying....even though I know they are the word of God.
I hate teaching primary.
And I can’t DO FHE!!!
I struggle with this daily. I know my church is true. I have a testimony of the gospel. But I can't seem to figure out how to live the way I am supposed to. I don't know how to be that "molly mormon" figure that I so DESPERATELY want to be.
*sigh*
I suck as an LDS woman.
I am horrible at praying.
Half the time I don’t “get” what the scriptures are saying....even though I know they are the word of God.
I hate teaching primary.
And I can’t DO FHE!!!
I struggle with this daily. I know my church is true. I have a testimony of the gospel. But I can't seem to figure out how to live the way I am supposed to. I don't know how to be that "molly mormon" figure that I so DESPERATELY want to be.
*sigh*
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