Today's moment took place in the regions of almost yesterday. Lila has taken to wanting to play most of the night, and she is not appreciative of my efforts to change her mind. This usually results in my watching an episode or two of LOST while rocking her until she finally gives in to the soothing back and forth motion.
Last night; well, early this morning, she started dozing and kept smiling and smiling. I can't get over her smiles. Yonah and Arabelle would always start with the corners of their mouths, but Lila opens her mouth and then the corners curve up. Somehow it seems to brighten her face even more than the normal newborn smile. So I soaked in the smiles, LOST completely forgotten. And then . . . she <i>laughed</i>. Not a real, true laugh, but a very good first attempt. It was amazing.
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10 May 2011
28 December 2010
small blessings
Today has been one of those days where my patience is being severely tested in many different areas. I wish I could say I was coming close to passing for at least one of the tests, but that would, unfortunately, be a massive exaggeration.
But instead of focusing on how I failed, getting more and more miserable in my efforts as the day progressed, I want to share with you the conversation that occurred, which magically erased any grumpiness I could have felt as a result of the kind of day I'd had. It took place on our way (an hour late) to discipleship group:
M: I'm sorry, guys. I had a really bad day and I was very frustrated, but that's no excuse for how I was acting. Nobody should act that way, ever, no matter how upset they are. I shouldn't have yelled as much, or said any of those mean words.
Y: That's okay. It was an accident, and accidents happen! I know next time you'll use happy words.
M: Aww, thank you. Thank you very much. I will for sure try to use happy words next time.
(brief pause)
Y: I'm frustrated, too.
M: Oh? Why are you frustrated?
Y: Because I'm frustrated with Frank. (His aunt.)
M: Why are you frustrated with her?
Y: Well, because she's a girl.
M: What? Why is it bad to be a girl?
Y: Because it's mean.
M: Why?
Y: Because it's mean to me! She should be a boy.
His gentle and loving response to my amends soothed away the guilt I was feeling; the following conversation brought a smile to both my lips and my heart. Thank God I have this wonderful boy in my life.
But instead of focusing on how I failed, getting more and more miserable in my efforts as the day progressed, I want to share with you the conversation that occurred, which magically erased any grumpiness I could have felt as a result of the kind of day I'd had. It took place on our way (an hour late) to discipleship group:
M: I'm sorry, guys. I had a really bad day and I was very frustrated, but that's no excuse for how I was acting. Nobody should act that way, ever, no matter how upset they are. I shouldn't have yelled as much, or said any of those mean words.
Y: That's okay. It was an accident, and accidents happen! I know next time you'll use happy words.
M: Aww, thank you. Thank you very much. I will for sure try to use happy words next time.
(brief pause)
Y: I'm frustrated, too.
M: Oh? Why are you frustrated?
Y: Because I'm frustrated with Frank. (His aunt.)
M: Why are you frustrated with her?
Y: Well, because she's a girl.
M: What? Why is it bad to be a girl?
Y: Because it's mean.
M: Why?
Y: Because it's mean to me! She should be a boy.
His gentle and loving response to my amends soothed away the guilt I was feeling; the following conversation brought a smile to both my lips and my heart. Thank God I have this wonderful boy in my life.
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