I hear this all the time from the kids. I took this one to the store, and not that one. This one got a baseball at the baseball game that one didn't. This one got her first phone at 12 so the other cant get it sooner, that would be unfair.
My response, almost always, is: Life, is unfair. Get over it.
You know what though. I totally agree. Its not fair. Lots of stuff is not fair, and it sucks. Life or not, it sucks.
The boo is sick. Came home feeling bad. Red cheeks, fever, stuffy nose. Its a cold. I am certain of it. The weather has been crazy this week, mid 40's up to almost 90's all in the same week. Everyone is bound to be a bit stuffed up right? I am so NOT that mom, who rushes kids to the doctor for a sniffle...
But this is the Boo. It's Bailey. When he gets sick, I worry. When his legs bother him and its more than likely growing pains, I think the worst. When his cheeks get flushed with fever, I remember those steriods and how rosy he was when he took them.... Its honestly not fair that my mind automatic like tells me to watch him, take him to the doctor and what if. Its not fair that what if, is always in the back of my mind, nagging me.
On a brighter bloggy note. My kids, for some amazing reason have gotten along today. ALL day. No one as of yet, it is still not quite 8pm, has gotten in a fight, or really argued. Strange.... Maybe they are worried too? That, is also. Not fair.
My response, almost always, is: Life, is unfair. Get over it.
You know what though. I totally agree. Its not fair. Lots of stuff is not fair, and it sucks. Life or not, it sucks.
The boo is sick. Came home feeling bad. Red cheeks, fever, stuffy nose. Its a cold. I am certain of it. The weather has been crazy this week, mid 40's up to almost 90's all in the same week. Everyone is bound to be a bit stuffed up right? I am so NOT that mom, who rushes kids to the doctor for a sniffle...
But this is the Boo. It's Bailey. When he gets sick, I worry. When his legs bother him and its more than likely growing pains, I think the worst. When his cheeks get flushed with fever, I remember those steriods and how rosy he was when he took them.... Its honestly not fair that my mind automatic like tells me to watch him, take him to the doctor and what if. Its not fair that what if, is always in the back of my mind, nagging me.
On a brighter bloggy note. My kids, for some amazing reason have gotten along today. ALL day. No one as of yet, it is still not quite 8pm, has gotten in a fight, or really argued. Strange.... Maybe they are worried too? That, is also. Not fair.
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