3.21.2013

Working

Being a mom is hard work sometimes. Today was not an easy day. I made it harder for myself today by having a bad attitude. I am not sure what was going on, but I was not getting along with the boys and I was sick of Alex's incessant talking. Seriously, that kid can talk. Most of the time I think it is really cute but today I didn't want to hear it.

We went to the library for story time and there was a craft at the end. Edison was using the markers to write on his hands and then wipe it on his shirt because he didn't like it on his hands. I was not happy.

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We had to go to a few stores on Main Street which meant walking from our parking spot that was not very close. There was so much whining and tripping and it was so cold and windy.We went to the dollar store for the first time. It looked more like a garage sale in there and they didn't have what I needed. I let the boys each choose a toy because I felt sorry for the worker sitting in there alone. Then the boys fought over toys. I was not happy.

We went to the grocery store and Alex started crying because I bought the "wrong" straws. He wanted different colors. They were whining in the cart and throwing their heads back and staring at the ceiling like I was torturing them. So then we got home and I ate about two pounds (not an exaggeration) of strawberries. I was not happy.

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Sam got home from work and helped Alex construct the car he had picked out at the dollar store. Alex had been asking about that all day and was so happy to finally have it ready so he could play with it.

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Tonight, I went to a Relief Society activity and I just didn't feel like I fit there. People were talking about how much they love Relief Society and how great it is here. I am in primary so I don't know about these great things they talk about. I can't even put into words how passionately I hate primary. Ugh. Tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow we'll be better.

6 comments:

Andrea said...

you are such a great mom--i'm pretty sure my mom almost sent me and my little brother to live elsewhere when we were growing up.
you are strong and loving and fully capable! i want to be like you.
and i totally know what you mean about relief society and primary. i was in sunbeams and then with the 10-11 year olds and then with the ctr 7s...for 3 years. a year ago in our new ward they tried calling me to primary, but i said no. i then got the calling to be in charge of the RS enrichment nights.

Kristi said...

Aw Emily! (((Hugs)))

Sarah said...

I feel for you! I can only imagine that after being with kids all week long you just want a few hours on Sunday to talk to and socialize with adults! I am not too into the relief society and my ward as well. We have 600 people in our ward and about 220 ladies in relief society. We meet in the chapel, and everyone keeps to themselves. I feel like I would rather be in a relief society of 20 women than 200+ at least then I would get to know names and people and maybe make a few friends! It looks like we are staying in Provo for the summer, which I am actually starting to get excited about, however, my only friends here that I hang out with, all have husbands who do summer sales. So they will be gone for the summer, and mike will be in school and studying again all day. I probably sound like I am venting on your post, so I am truly sorry about that. I feel like we would be great friends if we lived in the same town! Back to your post... I hope your next assignment can be to a much warmer city!! I think being in a place with nice weather year round would boost your spirits, and help the boys spend more time outdoors and burning energy. Best wishes to you mama! You can do it!

The LaPierre Crew said...

Man, Emily! I hear ya! Being a Mom is hard work! Luckily, our kids are resilient and forgiving, and everyday is a fresh start. So keep your chin up, you are an AMAZING mom!

Katie Larsen said...

So much goodness hidden between the lines in this post.

You're a true heart, dear Emily. A true, honest-to-goodness Mother heart.

Jershelly said...

Amen. I have these days as well.

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