I realize this picture is backwards because I took it from my computer for the ease of the situation. But, it stands for a lot!!! R and I are headed to Chicago this weekend to visit my brother and his family and to run a half marathon...my first but Ryan's second. We decided a couple of months ago we wanted to try running a long distance together and see how it went before we decided on a full length marathon. It has been a fun process because we have run almost all the runs together and it has been some great bonding time. But, I really don't think we will do a marathon any time soon. I am glad we are doing it and looking at this sheet today that has been keeping track for us, I realized how far we have come! I know we won't be the fastest or the most enthusiastic, but we are going to try our hardest to get the job done! Well, I am off to catch my flight....wish us luck and say a little prayer for us on Sunday morning :)
Ashamed. That is one of the main feelings I can use to describe how I have felt this week. Ashamed. When my 4 year old fought against 3, yes 3, grown medical professionals trying to obtain a strep test (which he did have). I saw the looks they exchanged as he bit the tongue depressor and gritted his teeth and made their job a living nightmare. Ashamed. When it was my two boys fighting that caused the other little boy to run and tell his mom that they were making his play time not so much fun and then they left. I felt like I saw a look that she gave me too. Ashamed. As I carried two bawling, boneless children through Publix trying to get to my car after they pitched royal fits through most of the checkout line. I saw the look my grocery cart helper and an older lady walking by exchanged as they took in my helpless state against the two raging children. Ashamed. When I lost it on my 6 year old who needed me to stay in the room so he could go to sleep when I was trying to
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