There’s something so wonderfully refreshing and inspiring about cheesy quotes. You know the ones, “When life hands you lemons, make lemonade,” “If you love something set it free,” and “the expert in something was once the beginner.”
There’s also something that’s annoyingly patronising about them, when you’re just not feeling it.
Today, I’m being annoyingly patronising. 🙂
The last week, I’ve had some rather unfortunate instances. Just little things that are not too much of anything, but could be a whole lot if I let it.
Thankfully I haven’t.
Or rather I have for about five minutes, and then realised the crazy blessing in the midst of it.
The first thing, was BJ’s attack on the fan last weekend. (Or the fan’s attack on him.) Thankfully I missed the actual blood and screaming shenanigans, and got home instead to see the giant scab on his left thumb, right above the sucking callous. The boy has been a thumb sucker since about 9 weeks old, but only the one thumb, and in the past, whenever that thumb has been afflicted, there has been all hell to pay. Particularly, if for some reason, we have lost his blanket as well. Which, of course we did on the weekend.
It was a potentially problematic situation. One injured child with none of his normal methods of self soothing available.
Amazingly, he pushed through with barely a whimper.
It’s too soon to say for certain yet, but that thumb injury may have broken the thumb sucking habit for good.
The second incident was the rather unfortunate social exclusion at one of the kids events last week. It was one of those things, that was again, much of nothing. Just a friend on a bad day, having a moment and me feeling like I caught the brunt of it. I wasn’t hurt, nor angry, but rather realised that this is just the normal process of friendship sometimes.
The upside was, that in the process, I actually made a new friend. The exclusion from my comfort zone forced me to put myself out there when I wouldn’t normally, so I actually left feeling so much better than I thought.
Kind of loved that chick for being cranky and hormonal that day 😉
And then finally, there was my innate clumsiness. On a day when my to do list was as long as Santa’s naughty one, and was actually matched with raw enthusiasm to complete all tasks, I managed to inflict myself with a minor concussion. Cue nausea, vertigo, different sized pupils and a killer headache, and suddenly my day went from productive to lazy and miserable.
It was enough to drive me to tears. (Which, amazingly, the initial injury didn’t do!)
But thankfully, as the song (which I will quote because it’s so funky) and not the saying goes, ‘it’s always darkest before the dawn,’ and what was almost a wasted day ended up working out ok. The injury meant I couldn’t go to work, or do any of my usual activites, apart from sit on the couch and work on my book, and catch up on IBOT.
I was also forced to watch Play School, and come up with a great craft activity, that took very little time and effort, but provided a good solid forty five minutes of enjoyment from my smallest child, leaving me free to lounge on the couch and finally catch up on some much needed rest.
I may not have got everything done, but I did get exactly what I needed (although to be fair, I would have liked it without the residual head pain, but we will take what we can get).
So the moral of the story, is that sometimes life doesn’t only give you lemons, but it actually stews them, adds sugar and removes all the nasty calories to make you some pretty awesome lemonade as well. You just have to like lemons. 🙂