When your child makes you want to be a better person.

Posted on | March 20, 2012 | 8 Comments

Yesterday was kind of a rough day around here. Poor Arlo is getting his two top teeth, and they look huge and terribly painful. Arlo has also realized that by screaming very loudly, he can get a (negative) reaction out of Sullivan. Most of the morning was spent with Arlo squealing and Sullivan bursting into tears.

Fun, right?

So after naptime, I strapped the boys into the stroller and forced a walk. Sully went kicking and screaming and yelling, “Help, Mommy!!!!” so much that I was almost certain the neighbors were going to call CPS on me. After some arguing and bribing with granola bars, I finally had both babies loaded up into our massive double stroller and began the walk around our neighborhood. I turned up Pandora and started walking. We recently gave up our gym membership to save some money while we’re paying a mortgage AND a rent. I miss it desperately, but not as much as I’m happy to have the extra money at the end of the month. So I try to get the most out of a long walk with two babies.

Sully talked and pointed things out and pretended to feed Monkey Man his snacks. About half way through our walk, Arlo decided he had enough. I wasn’t ready to head in yet. I get very little time for myself, and sometimes the babies have to come along with me. So I’ll be damned if I was giving in yet. I felt myself growing impatient and annoyed.

Doesn’t Arlo understand how much I need this? Doesn’t he realize how beautiful a day it is and how great it is to be outside?

I know. Really rational.

Then, I heard Sully say, “Oh no, it’s okay Beebab. Don’t cry,” and looked down to see him holding Arlo’s hand.

Here I was annoyed at Arlo fussing, and my two-year-old was more worried about helping him calm down. BOOM. Lessons from a toddler.

We headed back inside after making our rounds, and I worked through the nighttime routine alone. Taylor had to work late and was home right before bathtime. He took over with the boys as I finished cleaning up dinner mess and toys from the day. I heard Sully yelling upstairs.

“Great,” I thought. “He’s fighting bedtime. This should be fun.”

Then I heard Taylor say, “It’s okay, buddy. We’ll go tell her.”

Sully padded down the stairs and ran towards me. Taylor said to him, “Sully, tell Mommy what you wanted to say.”

Sully smiled up at me and said, “Mommy’s pretty. Mommy, a kiss?”

Oh my. I’m pretty sure my heart melted into a puddle of mommy guilt for all my annoyances that day. This kind of sweetness is unreal. I have no idea how anyone could have such a kind, gentle heart as my biggest. Yes, he can be a pain in the hiney. Yes, he can be a difficult, normal two-year-old. But at the end of the day, all he wants is a big kiss from those he loves most and a promise a story read to him.



8 Responses to “When your child makes you want to be a better person.”

  1. Verna
    March 20th, 2012 @ 10:38 am

    What a sweet boy!

  2. Beth Anne
    March 20th, 2012 @ 11:01 am

    oh, sweet little boy!! You’re doing a great job, momma.

  3. Tammy
    March 20th, 2012 @ 11:14 am

    I have had the same thing happen. My youngest will cry sometimes in the car and I am just grinding my teeth. Then my daughter starts singing to him and reminds me he just needs a little more love than usual. They can be so sweet sometimes.

  4. Gigi
    March 20th, 2012 @ 1:05 pm

    This brings tears to my eyes!

  5. Samantha
    March 20th, 2012 @ 4:02 pm

    I think this has less to do with pregnancy hormones and more to do with the uber cuteness of the hand-holding photo: I, literally, teared up.

    That is so special and a sign meant just for you that you can keep going on the roughest days :-)

    And, thank you for stopping by the blog and for the congratulations…I appreciate it!

  6. Christy
    March 20th, 2012 @ 6:51 pm

    Every night we go for a “stroll”. I take my 16 month old and my lab and we walk run our way around the neighborhood doing couch to 5K. My boy and my dog love it! It has quickly become a routine!

  7. Stephanie
    March 22nd, 2012 @ 9:39 am

    This is so sweet! I’m all teary at my desk this morning. :) Precious.

  8. Leslie G
    March 29th, 2012 @ 3:47 pm

    Those days can just take you down sometimes and then your little ones come in and with a few simple words they make you feel so good. My little 2 year old holds my foot to help me get out of bed because that will help my booboo (belly) not hurt. I recently had three surgeries all in the stomach area. Even it the pain makes me want to fall to the ground my little man with his hand on my foot makes me smile the entire time.

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