Friday, December 2, 2011

Truth is...

I don't know who I am.
The lying hurts me the most.
I can't nurse you anymore.
You've been acting like a bully.
The crying and whining are endless.
Not reading together is fair punishment.
Sometimes I want to run away.
Each day gets a little worse.

I understand myself better than ever.
The lying is just a stage.
I'm not ready to wean you.
I've been acting like a bully.
The crying and whining are outlets.
I hate not reading to you.
I'm where I want to be.
Each day gets a lot better.


Caroline said... [Reply to comment]

Wow, isn't it amazing that the two truths juxtaposed together can be equally true? I LOVE this!!!

alovett said... [Reply to comment]

It's taken me a long time to figure that out. :)

Sara said... [Reply to comment]

You captured motherhood perfectly.  We love & hate the very same moments.

Melissa said... [Reply to comment]

Sometimes I hear the one script rolling in my head, and I have to remind myself to switch to the other. (Other times I forget about replacing the script and just wallow. But, you know, SOMETIMES I remember! Occasionally!)

alovett said... [Reply to comment]

The trick is trying to remember that we love it when the not-so-good moments start to stack up!

alovett said... [Reply to comment]

Me, too! And those are the times we need to reward ourselves with treats. :)