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Thursday, May 8th, 2008
Like Leaving the Car Seat On Top of the Car
I have been so tired this week, and last night we were working on getting ready for the LEAF Festival that we are going to in Black Mountain this weekend. My parents are keeping Dylan and the dogs from tonight until Sunday afternoon, so I was busy packing their stuff so we could meet them after work.
At about 10pm, I decide to go to bed (which is early for me lately), but much needed since I get up at 5am. Denny is in his office, so I go downstairs and let the dogs out the back door to go to the bathroom before I go to bed. I let them out the back, Beck starts barking at something, so I call them in after a couple of minutes. I close the door and lock it and decide that Denny can put them in their crate when he is ready to go to bed. I turn off the lights, go upstairs and lay down in bed and watch TV. About 30 minutes later I hear this muffled high-pitched bark. I know it is Emmet, but sometimes he does this in his sleep so I figure he is dreaming downstairs. Then I hear it again. All of the sudden I think to myself, did Emmet come in with Beck or was he still outside. I am like I wouldn't have just locked him out, I would have noticed that he did not come in. Then I remember that I have had so much going through my mind this week that I better double check. I walk downstairs and turn on the light and see Beck with no sign of Emmet. I open the back door and flip on the porch light and see poor little Emmet (who is scared of everything) shaking on the back deck with the saddest eyes ever.
Yes, I totally left him outside in the dark by himself, luckily it was not longer than 30 minutes. It kind of reminds me of when you leave a child in the car seat on top of the car, only less dangerous. Sorry Em, Mommy still loves you! Can you forgive me?
Emmet is the one in this picture looking at the camera
Like Leaving the Car Seat On Top of the Car
I have been so tired this week, and last night we were working on getting ready for the LEAF Festival that we are going to in Black Mountain this weekend. My parents are keeping Dylan and the dogs from tonight until Sunday afternoon, so I was busy packing their stuff so we could meet them after work.
At about 10pm, I decide to go to bed (which is early for me lately), but much needed since I get up at 5am. Denny is in his office, so I go downstairs and let the dogs out the back door to go to the bathroom before I go to bed. I let them out the back, Beck starts barking at something, so I call them in after a couple of minutes. I close the door and lock it and decide that Denny can put them in their crate when he is ready to go to bed. I turn off the lights, go upstairs and lay down in bed and watch TV. About 30 minutes later I hear this muffled high-pitched bark. I know it is Emmet, but sometimes he does this in his sleep so I figure he is dreaming downstairs. Then I hear it again. All of the sudden I think to myself, did Emmet come in with Beck or was he still outside. I am like I wouldn't have just locked him out, I would have noticed that he did not come in. Then I remember that I have had so much going through my mind this week that I better double check. I walk downstairs and turn on the light and see Beck with no sign of Emmet. I open the back door and flip on the porch light and see poor little Emmet (who is scared of everything) shaking on the back deck with the saddest eyes ever.
Yes, I totally left him outside in the dark by himself, luckily it was not longer than 30 minutes. It kind of reminds me of when you leave a child in the car seat on top of the car, only less dangerous. Sorry Em, Mommy still loves you! Can you forgive me?
Emmet is the one in this picture looking at the camera
Silly dogs!
I have forgotten about Emmet before (he is the slower one to come in), but usually only for a minute or 2. We have a fence so it was not a big deal, I just felt bad. Also, Denny is hard of hearing and listens to loud music while in his office. I have accidentally shut Emmet in Dylan's room before, if he comes upstairs (they are not always allowed), he sometimes will go and hide under the crib skirt while I am putting Dylan to bed, well one night I could not find him anywhere and realized that he must have been shut in Dylan's room after I turned off the lights and put her to bed. I think he likes to listen to Dylan's ipod as she sleeps.
I never tripped over toys or remembered words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put him down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom -
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom -
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache,
the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.
Niki, I went shopping for Mother's Day cards intending to buy a special one for you, my daughter-in-law, the mother of my grandaughter. I could not find the appropriate card. I came home and checked my email. Mrs. Stroud sent this to me. It says what I wanted to say.Only Moms can understand what this says. Only Moms can love children the way we do. You are a fantastic Mother, I knew you would be. Happy Mother's Day! I love you very much! MomD