Over and Over Again...

I went to TLC’s casa Monday. First, I met My Precious Friend, Mackie, for lunch at our favourite place in Frisco. (She, by the way, should have been a therapist. She is the BEST listener and has the most amazing insights and suggestions...) I think we were in Frisco! Might be Plano. I never actually know where I am when in that area…Sheesh. Fortunately, it doesn't actually matter, right? Right.

Anyway, got to TLC’s around 3:00ish. TLC made the BEST dinner and we had a nice evening.

Tuesday morn, all four of us—TLC, Little Leighton (LL aka Biscuit), Baby Elle and I—went to The Little Gals' pediatrician’s office, bright and early, for checkups. LL’s 4-year and Baby Elle’s 4-month. (I suggested TLC make said future appointments a teensy bit later. It was touch and go whether or not we'd make it on time. We did. By a minute.) Many shots were involved. It wasn’t fun.

The day went downhill from there. Wednesday went even farther down said hill. To the very bottom of a deep, deep pit. I won’t go into details. Suffice it to say that when I left yesterday afternoon around 3:00ish, we were all in tears. ALL. FOUR. OF. US. Not a pretty sight. Not a good feeling.

Biscuit and Baby Elle both slept, however, many hours last night. They were beyond exhaustion. A total of 24 between the two of them! That helped them. Mucho. TLC? Moi? Well, we got some sleep and our attitudes were slightly better today. (Our attitudes could ONLY go up…trust me!)

I keep cute little notebooks full of sayings I see on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. I thought this little ditty was perfect for the past four days:

Motherhood…

is a choice you make everyday

to put someone else’s happiness and

  well-being ahead of your own…

to teach the hard lessons…to do the

right thing…even when you’re not sure

  what the right thing is…

and to forgive yourself

  over and over again

for doing everything wrong.

I wish I knew who to give credit to for these awesome words and thoughts. Sadly, it didn’t show the author. It is true. Very. VERY. True.

I hope My Three Gals can/will forgive me for everything I did and said wrong on Tuesday and Wednesday. I love them—with all of my heart and all of my soul.

It’s Friday Eve!!! THANK YOU, LORD GOD. Tomorrow afternoon I drive South to Georgetown for a “Mini College Reunion and Slumber Party” with seven FANTASTIC Friends and WONDERFUL Women. All of us in our 60s. TeeHEEhee. I’ll try to recap our adventures for you next week!

In the meantime…forgive yourself. Over and over again.

smooches and hugs...