Sleep is for the weak.
I’ll just have ONE bite.
This is the best I can do.
I don’t know how this happened.
It’s not like she’s going to wear diapers forever.
That’ll wash right out.
I’m sure it’s just a phase.
There’s probably some nutritional value in it.
These pants must have shrunk in the wash. Again.
I’m just resting my eyes.
It’s not my fault.
And the TRUTHS that make all the difference:
I’ll sleep when I’m dead.
Sex burns calories and releases positive endorphins.
I AM doing the best I can.
We’re in this together.
They’re worth it.
God made me special and He loves me very much.
So here’s me, preaching the gospel according to Bob and Larry. I think Preschool Theology is highly underrated.
Note: I do realize that “doing the best I can” made both sides of the list. I shuffled it back and forth several times. Figuring out if it is a lie to let myself off the hook OR a truth to accept about myself is the real trick right now. Well, that and naps. I’m pretty sure a nap will help too.
So Here's Us... 
October 4th, 2012 at 7:45 am
I think that “I’m doing the best I can” must fall on both lists because it is the LIE we tell ourselves when we don’t want to try better AND it is the TRUTH when we are struggling through a hard time with our head barely above the water.
October 4th, 2012 at 8:13 am
Exactly!
October 4th, 2012 at 8:28 am
Hang in there Christie!
Blessings,
Ruth Jarvie
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October 4th, 2012 at 4:29 pm
I think “I’m doing the best I can” is biblical. Jesus defended Mary from the disciples by saying “she has done what she could….”
October 4th, 2012 at 5:55 pm
Very good point. One that most us Moms (and often Dads) need to hear from time to time.