I'm sick right now, so it feels like everything takes extra effort.
Lee took us to the drive-in Sunday night. It rained the whole time and we were out until 2am. Perfect when you're sick, right, Mom? Needless to say the next day I was in BAD shape. I went to work, opened the store, then came right home again. Instead of letting me sleep, the kids wanted me to do school with them. I dragged through a couple worksheets with them, then took a bath to try and get some solitude. Halfway through, Elijah decided he needed to go to the bathroom, and of course he wanted to chat through the shower curtain, too. He told me all about how when he was a little baby, he lived inside of me, how he drank milk out of me, "And you know, I like milk, Mom!" -- "There's no milk there anymore, Boo, it's only for babies" - and then he said -
"And when I lived inside of you, Mom, you were really, really fat, right?"
"Right, Boo, I was really, really fat."
"And then I came out of your mouth, right, Mom?"
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I have been telling that story at work for days. I have gotten lots of laughs, and lots of advice on how to answer precocious children and when to have "the talk". What I did answer, if you care, was something non-comittal like "Yes, Boo, then you came out of me."
Anyway, Monday was rather nice, just relaxing, and I even took a real nap in the afternoon. I don't like to do "nothing" like that, but it was good, and it enabled me to work a long ten hour day yesterday.
3 comments:
Rachel, I'm sorry you're not feeling well. I'll be praying for your healing.
When my kids talk to me about stuff like that I am very basic and vague. As they get older I always preface it with: when a HUSBAND and WIFE love each other very much....We've also had to discuss children born without the benefit of a married mom and dad.
Once when I was getting dressed in the bathroom Matthew walked in on me when I was just pulling my shirt down. When he saw the stretch marks on my stomach, he asked if he'd made them. I told him that he wasn't in my tummy but that God knew he was in my heart and that's how we were blessed to become his adoptive parents. Some times when we're having the adoption talk, Matthew will cry and say he wishes I was his birth mom. I cry too and tell him I wish I was too but God had another way for us to become a family.
Out of your mouth...
That is funny!
I hope you feel better,Rachel.
Kaila
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