One of those days....

Today was one of those edgy days... I wasn't easily annoyed, just seemingly on edge all day. I wasn't even moody...I can't very well describe it, just not relaxed.

We had to go to the mall this evening to get a few things. Just a few things. Now, I have to tell you that we have lived in this city for over a year and I have been to the mall only 4 times. (Yes, my husband does know he is blessed!) So, after we pick up our purchases....the boys and I decide to grab a quick bite to eat there. Both are either asking questions or daydreaming off into all the mall activity, while I'm trying to get their orders to the very patient girl behind the register. Just all the activity around on a busy Saturday at the mall....and getting my boys attention....and trying to carry bags and dinner etc. I jokingly said to myself: "What am I gonna do when I have two more?!?!" The girl behind the register laughed, and so did I...but I was half serious there.

Then we got home from the mall, and my oldest son and I started to bake the World's Famous Brownies from a cookbook he won. We are having company over tomorrow and he really wanted to make these... My husband was making himself dinner as he was at a work function. So in the middle of baking, my son gets a little excited and speedy gonzales like, and tries to scoot quickly around his dad in the kitchen, ducks and runs into the metal part of the stove. I heard the collision, and turn around to see him bent over and then start crying. (It takes a lot to get my 9 year old to cry, so I know it really hurt). Then I see he hit his eye. Oh dear Lord, not the eye. Long story about an eye incident with him at 3 yrs old, that brings back memories for me. Not good ones either. Anyway, I start getting panicky...(remember I've been edgy all day). Chris is the calm one and sees that he hit under the eye...all I see is the red and already bruising eye. Flash forwrd a few minutes.....By now my ds is not crying anymore, and he is okay, it just hurts..."can we get back to the brownies, Mom?" Me thinking to myself: Um, no...mom has to have a good cry in her room first and get this obvious stress out of my system, since I don't drink or smoke. lol! I really really wanted to take him in to have it looked at, but Chris who has had many a black eye said, it is fine. I did check and he could see just fine, it just is going to look really bad for a few days.

But it was stressful! Then my younger son (ds2) says to me before bed, in all seriousness.... "Um, Mom I don't think I'm going to throw up tonight...... but maybe on Tuesday or Wednesday." (Gee thanks, lets throw a little more on the fire. Oh and btw- thanks for the advance warning....) Chris said that boy knows me so well... the older ds was getting some attention, so he just had to throw that in there to get a bit of attention himself. Good grief! So, I again ask myself...what am I going to do when I have two more? I guess God is going to have to grow me and stretch me to handle it! One thing for sure... I am glad he gave me my husband. My calming force. :-)