So, tonight I was in a pretty foul mood. Avery had about 18 meltdowns in the mall today and I was clueless. What do I do to get her to stop? Spank her in public like a crazy woman? Can't really do timeout in a crowded mall. Especially when every time I *try* to put her in timeout she won't sit or stand where I tell her to. Charlie can get her to mind, for the most part, but I am clueless. I feel like a bad mom. A clueless mom. THAT mom. The one you see in the mall and think to yourself, "Wow. Let's hope she doesn't have any other kids." On top of that, I left quickly without finishing my Valentine's day shopping. So, she won't be getting a cute Dora Valentine's Day card that sings or does something spectacular. A measly Spongebob heart is all I've got for her. Oh, and Charlie, well he didn't even get a Spongebob heart (much less a card). So, I was mainly mad at myself but I just griped out loud. About everything. Then I had ice cream for supper and griped that I keep gaining weight. Because, my life is just so rotten.. right? I mean who has a 2 yr old w/ tantrums? I'm sure I would only have that bad luck. And who eats crap 24/7 and gains weight? Only me, right!?!
Then I happened to come across this blog. I read a few posts and felt sorry for Eva. Then I watched the video. And cried. and cried. and cried. Avery was asleep and Charlie kept asking what in the world I was watching on my phone. I tried to explain through tears but he said if it makes me cry, I should stop watching it. I told him that men just didn't get it. Sometimes women need a good cry. I cried for Eva and her family. But I cried harder because I realized just how ridiculously blessed I am. 'Bad day' shouldn't be in my vocabulary. I'm not going to list the reasons I'm blessed, it just doesn't seem appropriate. But tonight, I owe it to Eva to trade. If someone should be griping, it should be her. If someone should be having a bad day, it should be her. I encourage you to watch the video. I pray it has changed me. And not just for tonight. I spend entirely too much of my time complaining about a magnificent life.
I'm not really onboard with MckMama's 'bold blogging'. Great for her, but for me, crappy days seem crappy enough and I don't want to document crappy stuff. But tonight I am daring to be bold. Hopefully when I wake up in the morning I won't regret it. If any of you get from Eva, what I got from Eva, it will have been worth it. Good night all!