It's brain surgery day for our son. It's been hours of waiting with no end in sight, but we did receive an update a couple hours ago saying things are going well.
To say today's been surreal and stressful would be an understatement. I had to stay home with our 4 younger children because I'm still nursing round the clock, and babies aren't allowed in intensive care areas or really even past the waiting room. My husband and I tried to figure out different ways to make it work so I could be there with them, but ultimately nothing worked out. The upside is our son is thrilled this day is finally here. ❤️
Our day started very early so I'm running on little sleep (which is par for the course these days), and I feel like I've been a less than stellar mom to our other kids. Our 4 year old woke up the baby just after I got her to sleep, and I yelled at him. Ugh... I don't want to be a mom who yells. His little eyes looked at me full of tears, and I felt like a total failure. I immediately apologized and covered him with hugs and kisses, but I felt terrible. I'm thankful he's so forgiving.
Today feels like just another day in so many ways. I'm just at home, and the little ones are really too young to grasp what's going on, but I'm trying to inject a little fun into the waiting. Running into the family room yelling, "It's popsicle time!!" definitely shocked, and confused them, but they got on board with the idea pretty quickly.
I'm really just trying to keep this quote in mind today. I'm trying to be gentle with my words, reactions, and myself when I fall short of how I really want to be... and I'm sure I now won't hear the end of popsicle time. @Costco
ice cream bars in packs of 12 so we're all set... for today at least! 😂 (FYI: this is NOT an ad. I just really love ice cream!!) 🍦