Perhaps it Was the Best Week Yet
That was the sound of Jessa’s water shoe hitting the pavement. What is better than playing in the rain? And the splishing was icing on the cake.
I’m feeling so good I couldn’t wait to get to the computer to write this post. At the time of this writing, we were just finishing up spring break and it was such a good time. Last year, we spent some time at the beach. But this year we stayed home and each day was filled with a simple, fun thing to do. Since the weather cooperated we got outside a lot. But when Friday came the clouds rolled in. We were scheduled to go to the park and feed the ducks. Rain. No worries. We fed the ducks and hurried home so Jessa could get in some puddle splashing.
I would like to think that all the pollen swarming around in the Atlanta air landed on the girls like fairy dust and magically turned them into sweet little toddlers last week. But, I know that is very far from the truth. I was the difference. Just a slight change of attitude took our spring break from “Oh boy” to “SHAZAM!”
For the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel overwhelmed by having both girls home. Tantrums were still in full swing, but I didn’t let them get to me. My patience was almost Job like. When people say that there is power in words I believe that. About a week before spring break, I read this post from Kathryn Jackson. She is a special needs mom who also blogs. This particular post was all about summer and the added stress that it brings for her. Kathryn helped me see that what I feel at break-from-school time is quite normal and that those anxieties could be put to rest with a plan and some prayer.
Suddenly, I knew I didn’t want to dwell on the stress and anxiety that the time would bring. I wanted to go through it at peace with myself for the joy and challenges that were coming. And that is exactly what happened.