The Kids Help In More Ways Than They Know

in #life7 years ago (edited)

Yesterday I wrote a post of how things are for me lately, https://steemit.com/mentalillness/@foxyspirit/deep-thoughts.

This post is just a following of how things played out after that post.

The hardest part for me was to get moving in my morning. I had to get things done. It was already a few days where I haven't done anything, not a dish... I am not proud of it. I am not lazy. I am not a disgusting person. Its just hard to do things lately. I started my dishes, running the water letting the dishes soak. How many times I stopped, just to come back to the computer to get into that newly deflated routine that is keeping me stuck... I have to stop doing that. I came back about 3-4 times. Tried putting music on to help the motivation. Got nothing out of it.

I washed the plates and bowls, went back to the computer. Went back to the dishes to find this.

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Please don't mind the cheeky bum :p She is more comfortable being naked, no matter how many times I dress her.

We washed the dishes together, both holding the cloth and washing more plates and bowls. As I dried them after Frankie was making quite a bit of mess, playing in that water, washing more dishes. If you have read my previous posts, you know how much Frankie can be good at making a mess.

So I changed her spots, put the utensils in a big plastic container with dish water. Put blankets on the floor and let her wash away.

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She wasn't interested in drying them :/ lol

She got me to continue my dishes, keeping me on track of what I needed to do. Did she know I needed the help? Or was she just more interested in playing with the bubbles in the water? I don't know but it kept me there. Thank you Frankie <3

Yesterday evening I was in town with a friend. Getting some things done and she told me something that was so uplifting.
She told me, the last time we were in town with the kids (she was getting my kids their birthday gifts as she wont be able to be there for their celebration), my son Aaden was telling her daughter some word of advice. Her daughter's birthday was also coming up in a couple months and was telling her mom all the things she wanted for her birthday.

Aaden and I had a good talk about what a birthday was really about and I wrote about it in a previous post as well, https://steemit.com/sahm/@foxyspirit/birthday-s-coming-upon-us

Well, let me tell you, I am so proud of him! He understands everything and is now seeing the most important thing about a birthday.
He told her 'Silver, your birthday is not about the gifts. It's about you.' Oh hearing that made me feel good inside! What a great thing to hear. I wasn't around when he said that to Silver. He said it on his own, his own free will. My 7 yr old boy is having a clear mind and is starting to see what is truly important. Ok I am blabbing away on this but I am really happy about this and I would rather focus on those good things instead of focusing on what has been going on within me.

So today I am trying to keep all that with me, carry it on, trying to continue on that. I would like to promise myself that it will be another day like yesterday, to keep things upbeat. I am optimistic. As I write this I am pushing my negative thoughts of all this not working, trying to push it away... I hear a whisper but I don't want to listen.

Wish me luck to get a good day going. Breath deep breaths. Take steps. Breath.

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This truly warms my heart!! Children are the best medicine! I am so glad for days like this! :)