This week sucks. This blog does not.

This week sucks. 

And I feel bad for myself. And I have been spending my fair share of time doing so.

And then, when I'm in the midst of feeling bad for myself, I hear this seriously annoying voice in my head saying "There are people with far less than you who are having a better day than you are..."

Ugh.

And so, I ignore that voice and move on to my next internal temper tantrum. And right when I am in the middle of basking in all of my self pity glory, I hear that damn voice saying things like "You may be having a bad day at work, but at least you have a job to go to." Or, "It is better to have a messy house than a house with no train tracks to trip over." Or, better yet, "It is better to have a messy house than no house at all."

Ugh.

Again.

I mean, I know all of these things. And even when I'm having a week like this one, I truly do appreciate all that I have. But sometimes you just have to feel bad for yourself. 

But, since I have spent the last two days feeling bad for myself, I have decided to put a little time this evening into allowing myself to not only be a brat about things that aren't going my way, but to also be thankful for the things that are going my way. So here is my attempt at a happy medium between my throes of defeat and my genuine happiness in daily imperfections. 

I worked out through my off day this week! I now will be taking two days off on account of my abs feeling about like what they did after a c-section. 

Blake has mastered being able to let go of Mommy and walk 4 or 5 unassisted steps to Daddy! He also has two fairly concerning gashes on his chin and a fat lip. 

It's been a big week of trying out new things for Blakey Monster. 

We tried getting to eat with a spoon...

I guess I'll just be happy that he likes to eat vegetables and play with yogurt.

The weather was pretty awesome during our 4 days off of work together as a family...so that was a plus. We even hit up the Sponge Bob (which is actually the splash pad...but it is still endearing to hear Ben mispronounce things, even for this grammar geek, so we will continue to call it the Sponge Bob for a while). While there, I realized that although I may be pushed to the proverbial edge by the bratty behavior of my children from time to time, other people are not. Nor are they phased by their own offspring acting like they rule the world with their water guns and flailing fists.

Seriously. 

To the mom who sat watching her son literally punch his crying sister in the face 4 or 5 times before she told them to "play nice"...you suck at what you do. But I do thank you for showing me that I am not as bad of a mom as I feel like some days. 

And to the lady who allowed her son to shoot his water gun in the face of my four year old while you and I were both standing there...you also suck. You are also lucky that my husband joined us at the Sponge Bob that day, because while we have done a lot of growing up in the past 5 or 6 years, there are still people who are lucky I married such a calm man. 

I must confess, I did have my own bad parenting moment at the Sponge Bob that day...

I knew that water spout was there. 

I knew that it fiercely sprays water at random intervals.

I did not know he was going to look straight in it.

He didn't cry for long. 

Hmmmm, let's see...

Thankful, thankful, thankful...

Oh!

I got a haircut this week! Totally nothing bad to say about that. Love the girl who cuts my hair in layers that don't look like shelves. She also told me I don't have that many gray hairs. 

Bonus. It is hard to find just the right person for your hair. You know, someone who understands the phrase "Just a trim," who knows how to cut layers and who compliments your few gray hairs. It took me a long time to find her, and if she ever moves, I will too.

I hope there are good schools and parks in walking distance of wherever we may go. 

I went to Target today and walked out with the single item I went in for and nothing else. 

That has never happened, so I guess that's a good thing I have going for me.

My house is a cluttered mess and it is driving me absolutely nuts. There are basketballs in the train bin, a stack of unread magazines overflowing in the magazine rack, clothes that are folded but not put away, approximately 32,000 pictures (that is not an exaggeration) on my computer that I can't find enough time to sit down and sort through, there is a Leap Frog Laptop where the board games go and a spatula still on the edge of the grill from dinner....last night. I am having a hard time breathing and nobody in this house seems to understand my panic. 

Ben fed Blake an entire meal the other night when we had my mom over for a cookout. 3 adults ate real food at the same time while the children fed themselves. Nobody choked and Chompus (Blake) didn't bite Ben. Also, it was flat out adorbz. 

I guess it turns out that I am, in fact, capable of dragging myself out of my self indulgent state of misery just by taking a look around. I'm not even going to feel bad about the last two days, though. And I'm not going to expect those days to disappear forever. 

I'm quite certain that I will get annoyed tomorrow when it is time for Michael Jordan (oh, that's Ben...who decided tonight, after watching Space Jam, that he doesn't like being called Ben anymore, that he will only respond to Michael Jordan and that he will only wear shirts with numbers and basketball shorts until he tells us otherwise) to quit playing basketball and eat dinner and I have to hear about how he hates Mac & Cheese. Or when Blake won't stop playing with the handle on the oven door. (I don't even like being in the kitchen when I am "cooking", so it's irritating to stand there and guard the oven when I'm not).

I will probably get annoyed about dirty clothes next to the hamper and I may have trouble shaking some of the more measurable things that make up the ups and downs of a day. 

But for now, I am ok with all of the humor and the good that comes out of even the bad in life. 

This week sucks. 

But it's not over yet...

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