|2-3 drops in a tbsp of carrier oil rubbed on tummies and bottoms of feet.|
i seriously could have used it around when he was the baby who couldn't burp between 7 pm and 4 am. worked like a charm on number two.
already? mama's mind quickly searches for the potential source... must have been the honey jar left on the counter from last night's tea time/annoying tickle cough be gone regime..
possibly a good place to pause for a little morning mantra to the rescue (???)
little fingers open and close now, to demonstrate just how STIIIIIIIICky..
ok ok, let's get you cleaned up before said sticky fingers make the rounds.
to the kitchen. nope. not the honey in the tightly lidded mason jar.. huh, but that big bottle of children's advil mama pulled down at 2 am before properly diagnosing the issue is looking a little suspect.
on the counter. lid juuuuuust barely resting on the top.
i mean sugar plums... ;)
probably 3/4 full last night. now feeling pretty close to empty.
let the freaking out while "remaining calm" begin...
to the internet!!!
google said what??
ring ring poision control...
(oh how fun. our first call to poison control!)
according to the kind lady spending her sunday morning take frantic phone calls, thankfully the worst he may suffer is a tummy ache within the next four hours. no one shall perish. no tummies to be pumped. mom can stop yelling now...
wait a second. was i yelling? i guess i sure as hell wouldn't classify it as "calming inquiring" as to whether or not he had drank the contents. to which he clearly did not answer and clearly i did not really need him to tell me...
... or my attempt in the wee hours of last night to get him to "tell me" what was wrong... or at bedtime when he WOULD NOT settle and all mom wanted to do was go to bed herself.
we've been in a pretty solid deep freeze around here the last few days plus dad has been away. thankfully we've been blessed with visiting friends who are apparently more accepting of the "conditions out there"... haha, actually it's really pretty standard for winters around here but not particularly pleasant nonetheless. we had only really been "on lockdown" for a couple of days but anyone with busy toddlers knows a couple of days can seem like an eternity. especially when you have the kind that NEED a change of scenery like mom needs a morning coffee.
i stop. i know yelling at anyone is definitely not going to accomplish anything. not that is ever really does. i look at f and say calmly.
"why is wylie crying?.... were you yelling at him?"
no answer. clearly. and with sudden clarity i know...
"were you yelling at him because mom yells at you?"
eyes lift, slightly teared. i can literally see the answer written clean across his face.
my heart sinks.
"mommy shouldn't yell. i am sorry. i love you. i just get upset sometimes. it's not right. i will really try not to yell so much. i promise."
still sad faced but clearly understanding.
we turn the conversation back to how excited we are to see our friends. aside of the snow globe we smash during our visit it's a dandy as far as visits with friends with exhausted kiddo who may also be feeling the effects of half a bottle of ibuprofen..
hmmm. should that have been a good or bad thing?
yes yes, mother of the year right here.
so i figured since that cat had also done it's biz in the garage, left to discover on our way out the door, the snow globe made three...
... and therefore we should be good for the day... no??? ;)
in fact we really were... pretty much. did i make it through supper without yelling at all??
no i did not.
did i check myself more quickly than usual.
yes i did.
thank you very much :)
and now it is wednesday evening. on monday morning i did set a clear intention to do my very VERY best... monday had ended up being a home day. a pretty darn good one in fact because you know what?
there was no yelling... well not that i remember.. haha.
actually, really. i would really honestly say...
really there wasn't.
yes, we've all been having a pretty nice (relatively) peaceful week so far...
i mean f and w even "helped" mom try out some jamberrynails nails samples one day...
preeeeetttttty fun! especially all the oohs and aahs they got.. haha. my boys may be boys but they still like to see cool stuff on mommy's "finger angles".
anyway, i just need to be clear here that i DO NOT actually believe that the yelling is over. nor is the telling you about it... i am just grateful for the presence of mind to be consciously working on it ;)
what is life but a work in progress right?
thx a whole bunch for being...