Woke in my own bed

Got up at 6:30, this morning. This is becoming a very good habit. We spent the last few days spending too much money in our gas tank but I am hoping the babies have some fun memories. I certainly did.

We were going to stay gone one more night. We said we were headed home but changed our minds. It started raining and I couldn’t get a decent fire going. I have done very good on fires, so I am not sure why this one failed.

The Nanny and I were trying to decide if we would try to wait out the rain (on and off all day, then became a downpour) when my fire finally took off. It was hot and nice… and we put it out. I cried.

I got upset at the babies several times. Why? I know better! I try to teach Jen what I know of babies and children and yet, I got upset at them.

I try to keep them from the fire ring and get upset when they get too close.

I try to keep them from riding their bikes too fast and falling down.

I try to get them to sleep and get upset when they don’t.

I try to get them to play nice together and get upset when they don’t.

I try to get them to look out the window at the beautiful scenery and get mad when they don’t.

What I failed to do was giving them space and room to play.

What I failed to do was remember they are 5 and 4 and don’t always appreciate these things at that age.

What I failed to do was properly wear them out so they would want to sleep.

What I failed to do was remember an upset mama makes upset babies.

What I failed to do was take a snack and go for a walk instead of worrying about fire and food.

All-In-All, they were very well behaved. More so than other children I’ve seen stuck in a car for days on end. When we got home last night, it was 10 p.m. and I made tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. When they were done, I put two exhausted babies to bed and passed out in my own bed.

Today, new day. It has to be, to teach my children everything starts fresh the next morning. Everything is better after a good night’s sleep.

And they are still asleep. While I sit, starving, waiting for them to wake up.

They need the sleep. I’ll wait to make noise while cooking.

Thank you for listening,

Naia.

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  1. It sounds like you are too hard on yourself. In my opinion you didn’t fail at those things, you just need to work on it. Fail is such a strong word and your babies are lucky to have you even if you get upset at them, and you provided them with such an awesome adventure which I’m sure outweighs any nagging or fussing from you or the Nanny.

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