as follow-up to my previous post - it's amazing how good it feels to vent and even better to hear that others can feel the same way. thank you to all who commented - it was great to hear from you.
as for today's post - i was going to fulfill grandma's wish and post pictures, but unfortunately our computer gave up the ghost over the weekend. i haven't had time to transfer pictures over to the new computer yet - so grandma's post will have to wait a few more days.
in the meantime i thought i'd share a conversation i had with noah the other night... or more appropriately - he had with me.
a few nights ago aaron and i got into an "energized" conversation. we usually try to keep these kinds of conversations for when the kids are in bed, but there are a few occasions when we don't quite hit that goal. this night we were getting ready to run some errands. i got snippy and said a few things. aaron said a few things. not able to let it go - even with noah standing next to us - i said a few more things and then aaron crossed the line. (maybe in my emotional state, my line was a little too easily crossed, but none the less - crossed is crossed.) so in my mature nature i informed him he would not be coming with us and i grabbed the kids and headed to the car.
about 3 minutes later this conversation ensues:
noah: uh hum. mom.
me: what noah.
noah: i really don't think you should yell at dad. that's not what Jesus would do.
me: (completely not in the mood to have my 6-year-old point out things i already know) i know, i shouldn't have yelled. (just to press my immaturity level) but he yelled at me first.
noah: (sighs, as though he's talking to a 4-year-old) mom. just because someone yells at you doesn't mean you should yell at them. if someone says something that makes you upset you should just tell him that what he said made you feel sad and to please not talk that way. yelling will never solve your problems.
me: (trying not to laugh as noah is almost verbatim telling me what i've told him so many times) you're right noah. i shouldn't have gotten angry. (and to keep up with this odd role reversal) but, what about dad? he shouldn't have gotten mad either.
noah: no, he shouldn't have and i'll talk to him when we get home. you just need to remember that it's never good to fight with people. it will never make you feel happy inside. i want you to think about this and how you could have handled things better.
not trusting myself to talk without laughing, it's now quiet for a few minutes until...
noah: mom?
me: yes, noah.
noah: i have a really good feeling inside from helping you. i think the Holy Ghost is telling me i did a good job in helping you and dad tonight. *sigh*.
honestly - where did this child come from? too funny. And, true to form, as soon as we got home - noah went and found aaron for his 'talk'. aaron came out a few minutes later shaking his head trying not to laugh.
i may have moments where being a mom feels overwhelming, but i wouldn't trade times like this for anything.
