Category: Parenting the crabby

It’s Alright

  This morning Meg woke up with her tongue numb. She kept putting her fingers in her mouth trying to feel it. The longer the numbness continued the more and more irritating it became.   When her frustration turned to tears I wished there was something I could do. It seems like new things are Read More …

What We Leave Behind

Meg’s been really tired. She took a 4 hour nap yesterday and when I woke her up, she laid on the floor and went back to sleep. Her headaches come and go. Sometimes she handles them well, other times they really wear on her. This afternoon was especially hard. At one point she suddenly burst into Read More …

Busy About What?

Thoreau wrote:  It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?   With mismatched gloves, which weren’t even hers, Meg trudged toward the truck. I asked her if she wanted me to help her find her gloves. With a grin and laugher in her voice, Read More …

Calls Will Come

Meg seemed to hold up over the holidays but there were times when she had enough. When she was done, she was done.With 7 kids under 9 running around, I felt the same. The ecstatic chaos quickly drains every adult within hearing distance. Considering it is always a matter of time before someone screams, or cries Read More …

Laying Down The Bad

I held Meg’s hand as she pulled back whining how unfair it is she had to spend such a nice day in the hospital while everyone else got to have fun.   I told her it’s just how things are and we choose to have a good or bad attitude about them…either way, the situation Read More …

Grasping for Beauty

Evan aligned Meg under one of our trees and had her look up into it. The yellow leaves turned to red at the top of the tree. Meg told him God must use sunshine to set it on fire. Her smile quickly fell as she watched the leaves drop around her. She came to me Read More …