What’s wrong with YOU? What’s wrong with ME? Well, I admit that I’m frequently in brain overload, wandering around muttering to myself trying to remember all of the things that I said I would do. Or all of the things that pop, uninvited, into my brain at all hours of the day and night.
And I have a bad habit of waking up at 5:30 a.m. on Saturday mornings, and jump out of bed so that I can get some of those things accomplished before everyone else gets up and starts needing me to do something else.
What’s wrong with ME? Let me think . . . . I tend to be too patient with others and not patient enough with myself. I say YES all too often when I really should say NO. I like to keep my dresser drawers tidy and organized, and get rather annoyed when they get all cluttered up.
I’ve gained too much extra weight in the past four or five years, a result of working at a couple of different jobs that required me to sit all day long in front of a computer. And then by the time I got home from work, I was too tired to do much of anything at all except collapse in a heap and wish I had the time and energy to do the laundry, or vacuum the carpet, or wash the dishes.
I could read books all day long and never get any work done, and still be annoyed that the work wasn’t done. I try to sing but my voice is still scared to come out and play. I always start a garden but don’t always have time to keep up with it.
There are so many things that are wrong with ME! Because I am just a normal mom, spinning from morning to night, running here and there, trying to figure out how to feed the kids while I’m in the car flying from piano lessons to volleyball practice. And because, like everyone else, I’m not perfect. But then, some imperfections are more noticeable than others. I don’t like to use the word “handicapped” because I feel that we are all “handicapped” in one way or another.
And besides that, the word “handicapped” is not politically correct. It is better to refer to someone like me as “Directionally Challenged” because I could never, ever find my way out of a mall. If I disappear for a week or two, it is probably because one of my children convinced me that there was something in a mall that they simply could not live without . . . . . and I couldn’t figure which direction the doors to the outside were so I just might be wandering around in that silly mall for days, weeks, or months on end.
I am also “Culinary Challenged” probably because I’ve just run out of creative ideas for food. After cooking for a lot of years, I’m just no longer able to focus for any extended period of time on a project that will make a big mess, be devoured in minutes, and then require another extended period of time to clean up the big mess. It’s almost like my brain goes into paralysis at the very thought of cooking.
And so I find that my days are filled with moments of realization that there is, in fact, something wrong with ME. But the other day when a lady at church walked up to me and asked me, “What’s wrong with your daughter?” I simply stared at her. I don’t think she meant to be unkind or insensitive, but I’m just not used to thinking of any of my children as having something WRONG with them. Of course, they all do have the normal, human shortcomings and imperfections, but to point out that one of my children has something WRONG with her . . . . . I was just glad she didn’t ask that question in the presence of my children.
I mumbled something about mild Cerebral Palsy, on her left side, but she’s gotten great therapy and she is doing great, thank you for inquiring. And then she proceeded to say, “I see her every week and I knew there was something WRONG with her, but I didn’t know what it was.” Again I stared in disbelief, and again reiterated the mumbo jumbo that was screaming out of my brain about how she is doing great, getting very good therapy, and we are so pleased with her progress.
I guess that question was only slightly more annoying than the one that we get frequently (again from people who are not in the least trying to be insensitive or unkind), that sometimes comes as we are all standing together as a family: “Are they really sisters?” I’ve learned how to handle that one . . . . I simply smile sweetly and reply, “They are now!” and end THAT conversation.
Some days it is difficult to be a mom. Some days it is challenging to have children that are adopted . . . or not. I don’t recall getting any guarantee from God before I gave birth to my older four children, so I’m not sure why it is sometimes a topic of conversation to wonder if we were “concerned” about what kind of child we would “get” if we adopted. But when it is not the children who are the challenge but other people who are just curious – well, I continue to try to be gracious but it can be a surprising moment, like when one of our girls asked me “Mama, how much did I cost?”
But that’s a different conversation, about another misconception concerning adoption and the true meaning of family. For now, I remain truly grateful for the blessings that God has brought into our lives through these silly, sometimes naughty, growing-up-too-fast daughters of ours. What about YOU? What’s wrong with YOU? I’ll bet you’re a bit like me and my husband and our girls . . . . and you’re just normal.
You can’t have a holiday without some sort of cheesecake. It is against the law, or something!! Cheesecake is such a great summer treat and these red, white and blue cheesecake bars are perfect for the upcoming holiday.
Hello Friends! Today, I’m sharing a lip balm holder key ring that I made this weekend. These can hold lip balm and keys.Healthy Chocolate Oat Cookies
When it comes to cookies, I’m all about soft, chewy and fudge-like textures. None of that crisp and crunchy stuff for me, thank you very much.
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