I just threatened to take an imaginary turtle away from Jack if he got out of bed again. It didn't really register what I had said until I was walking away from his room.
"Don't get out of bed again or I'm taking your turtle," I said.
He found a imaginary turtle outside today and insisted we put him in a plastic container. He's taken it in the bath and now he's cuddling with it in bed.
The thing is, he'll cry if I come back for that turtle... that kid has a kickass imagination.
Today has been hard.
Not hard in the Mommy department, but more of just the stresses of life. I feel like the weight of our world is on my shoulders... I had my what?... third official breakdown today? The kind where you cry and say the stress is getting to you, the kind where you can't stop crying even if you want to.
It's the kind of stress where people tell you to hand it to God, where you don't see how it's going to work out, how it's going to be okay, but you know that it will, because it always does.
Joel after telling me he was tired of my manic depressive ways, told me I needed to get out of the house, and after he offered to make me grilled cheese (no thank you, lol) he took us to Bob Evans for dinner.
I needed that. A normal family dinner, one where I didn't have to cook or clean up after anyone... and to get out of the house. I love that Joel.
On our way to dinner, I told Joel to check the mail, and my Amazon book that I treated myself to finally arrived, "Soul Centered." It's a meditation book, lol. If only it had arrived yesterday!
I'm glad today is almost over.
What do you do when you're feeling overwhelmed?