Yesterday, while instant messaging with my mother, she asked about how my daughters speech therapy is coming and of course, had to state again how if I would just shut up, my daughter might speak, because you know, it’s all my fault.
I got notice that my daughter is NOT going to be able to go to the Zoo School in January because the lady in charge of admissions did not give me the information necessary to secure a spot. I thought she was all set up.
I’ve been sick with a cold and working hard on the house trying desperately to sell it. It has been a very frustrating 9 months. Keeping a house in show condition with 2 dogs, a cat and a 2 year old, compounded by carpal tunnel syndrome is not easy. Did I mention they changed my hours at work and I now work until 2 am?
So I was pretty bummed out this morning. I felt like a complete washout as a Mom, a wife and human.
My daughter got up and all she wanted to do was sit in my lap and cuddle. Now bear in mind, she is a very independent child and isn’t the cuddly type, but she wouldn’t get out of my lap. I decided to play the movie “The Polar Express” for her as I’m trying to introduce her to Santa Claus. She spent the entire movie in my lap, hugging me, making sure my arms were around her.
When they showed the reindeer she got so happy and when Santa appeared, she stood up, turned around and gave me a huge hug.
I burst out crying. I’m not sure how they know, but if there was a day I really could have used a cuddle buddy, today was the day.
Oh, and the icing? My realtor called, we have a showing tomorrow on the house. (The second one in 9 months)