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meltdown

Maybe it’s because they happen so infrequently that Connor’s tantrums throw me for a loop each time. To him I appear calm & collected but inside I’m crying with him. 

The screaming is finally over. He’s sitting on my lap clutching me, sobbing uncontrollably. I ignore the dampness accummulating on my shirt, hold him tight & tell him “Everything’s okay. You’re just tired/hungry/frustrated, baby. Mommy’s here.”

These episodes are quick & explainable. A missed snack, late naptime or one too many no’s usually sets it off. I’m thankful that Connor is such an easy going toddler & I can still count the number of meltdowns he’s had in one hand. Still, I think I can live without another tantrum.

my ramblings begin

The Confucius saying below is a sample entry for Tumblr. I think it’s a great quote & has prompted me to reflect on my life … slow it is NOT. It was once, yes. Mike took this photo of me enjoying the serenity of the lake in Tobermory. We had just started dating then. Now, almost 5 years later, we are married & have 2 active little boys. Life seems to be whirring by at full-speed with me trying not to trip as I muddle through motherhood. At times, I long for my quiet & less hectic single days but know that I would miss the chaos of my life the minute I step out of what is now my reality: a wife and mother of two.