I forgot to pick my daughter up from school today… Yep, I forgot…
This whole day I was out of it. I was dragging from being up too late last night. I had that cloudy feeling in my head and just couldn’t get it together even though I had a million things to do. Clean the house from having a sick kid the last few days, do the laundry, do my banking and a few other things on the computer, prep for a class I teach every week, play with my son, be there for my husband… The list could keep going! A mid-day request took me on a “quick” road-trip to a neighboring town but when it was all said and done, it was an hour later. Strangely, when I returned home I felt like it was much earlier than what it really was. I returned to my To-Do list and didn’t look up for about 2 hours later. The time that read on the clock didn’t register right away - 2:55. I went back to my list. Wait – 2:55?! That couldn’t be right! I rushed to another clock. Yep – 2:55. Normally I was pulling into school at that time! We live 20 min. away from school so there was no way I was going to make it on time! Shock and panic!!! With adrenaline pumping through my veins, I picked up my phone and happened to catch a friend who occasionally picks up our daughter. Luckily she hadn’t left yet and was able to hand her phone over to the aide who checks the kids out. My blood pressure went back to normal. Instead of going to school, I would pick up my daughter at our friend’s house on time. Phew! But, that didn’t take away the feeling that I actually forgot I needed to pick up our daughter! Had I not looked at the clock, I have no idea what would’ve happened! All I could think about was my little girl sitting alone in the cafeteria wondering where I was. Eventually I would’ve gotten a phone call from school, which would’ve been mortifying. What would’ve I said?! What kind of mom does that?!
I guess a mom who has a lot on her plate might do something like that. A mom whose head was spinning from life’s challenges might do that. A mom who isn’t perfect might – do - that…
This is the second week of January. For those of you who know my full story, you know what this week is. For those of you who don’t know my story, you will in the upcoming weeks and months. I didn’t want this week to be any different than any other week. Honestly, I wasn’t even thinking about any of it until my husband asked if I was o.k. this past weekend. My initial response was that I was o.k. But something was off… I wasn’t o.k. To make matters a little more complicated, in the last couple of weeks, we had the holidays, which due to the other situation we are dealing with, was a bit stressful even though we had the most relaxing break we’ve ever had, we received an email that was hard to take, we attended a party that was difficult to be at, and we had a phone call last night that was very disappointing.
I’m not even going to try to end this post with an inspirational message. My head is still a jumble. I feel like I’m on the verge of crying and no, luckily, it’s not from PMS.
No one’s perfect. Actually, that’s somewhat comforting. No one’s perfect… It’s o.k. to screw up. It’s o.k. to have days that we’re a little off. It’s o.k. to forget things. Hopefully I don’t forget to pick my daughter up anytime soon, but I know for a fact, I will have another day where I’m less than perfect. Momma said there’d be days like this… Ha!
Oh, by the way, I’ve decided that trying to post everyday was a little too ambitious, so from this point on, I will post once a week. My posts will go online every weekend. Watch for the next one soon!