I had a bad day. All I wanted to do was go and get my babies and hug them.
Even though I felt that way, there are so many reasons I fought the urge.
Unfortunately, the babies can't be my emotional support. I need an adult for that. I never want them to feel like they need to take care of me. I want them to feel security not instability.
I'll try my best. It's hard to model that some days.
And in the end, with a toddler, you just take love and affection whenever you can get it. It doesn't necessarily come when you need it. It comes when they need it. And that's probably the way it should be.
But man, I really needed my babies. It's hard to be an adult. It's hard to be a Mom.
Debbie, I am so impressed that, in the midst of your pain, you have the emotional maturity to recognize all this. And in case you need a reminder, we are all very proud of you. Remember, too, that I'm just a phone call, text, or e-mail away. I will listen anytime you need me to. Beth B.
ReplyDeleteYou are one wise woman. Your children could not have picked a better mother. And Steve knew this all along.
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