Tonight one of my kids got injured in a bloody and distressing way, and in the moment I shifted into Uber-Calm Mom mode. After about 15 minutes it became clear that things were going to be okay, and the kid perked up considerably. But I did the thing I often do: after the need for a gentle calm soothing presence abates, I feel a powerful need to howl. I feel jittery and distressed in a way that is hard to shake off.
I DO NOT LIKE IT when people I love get hurt, I would like to say. NO MORE INJURIES for ANY of my children EVER, I would like to say.
This time I said to myself, "...wait a minute. Weren't we just blogging about this very phenomenon, self?" And lo, a similar thing happened on the 27th of April, when a bird pooped in Stella's eye. "Focus on the good outcome," I told myself. "Do not envision the might-have-been scenarios."
I am really good at thinking up might-have-been scenarios. But maybe that particular light needs to go hide under a bushel. Here I go, focusing on the good outcome instead.
You do this too sometimes, right? Tell me you do this too.
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