Yes, in my most recent updates, I’ve painted a very dreamy picture of what life is like these days. It’s all rainbows and unicorns, honey-glazed wonder.
But there are most certainly some very unglamorous moments.
- Moments like when Bennett has a mouthful of strawberry puree and then sneezes all over me.
- Moments like when I pick him up only to find my palm sticking to the poop explosion that’s trying to come through the backside of his clothes.
- Moments like when I’m on the side of the road with my emergency flashers on, breastfeeding in the back seat of the van, unsure of why my child is screaming bloody murder and praying that a cop doesn’t come a’ knockin’, wondering what the dilemma is.
- Moments like when I can’t remember my last shower.
- Moments like experiencing the kind of exhaustion that results in that glassy-eyed stare, fumbling around for cereal because I’m too exhausted to cook and – in that state of delirium – trying to put the cereal box back into the refrigerator.
But these moments are just a blip on the radar. Perhaps it’s because I’m losing my marbles, but I really had to stop and think to even come up with this little list.
What unglamorous moments does your life hold?
60 year old man wearing a diaper. Have to be picked up out of your wheelchair into a car. Not being able to to the simplest thing. It is like I am an 6 month old again. But there is hope. I felt a little more movement in my feet last night.
I have hope, Charley!
Charley, this is just a blip on the radar. It’s temporary and time will fix the problem. Hang in there Charley. Rolling with the punches is part of what we have to do when we’re in battle with the the beast! Prayers.
When trying to have a simple conversation I often am not able to remember simple words like door, foot, hat, or knowing the right word and a different one comes out of my mouth. I sometimes make 4,5 trips into a room for something and then having to finally make a note even if it’s only 1 item I need, like a key or my glasses. It’s chemo brain so I’m happy to be forgetful. Better than the alternative .
as always, Charley, you’re in my thoughts and prayers.
and there is always hope with the One we all worship!
Still a mom, so I have had years of unglamorous moments, but the reason you had to “stop and think” is because you’re one of those few people who see past those events and enjoy life to the fullest (think “thankful game”).
Unglamorous moments? I really don’t have many at all. However, I guess I could come up with a couple. Wiping up cat puke because I let Abbey outside to eat grass and brought her in a smidge too early. Stepping on snails, hearing and feeling them crunch under my feet as I come home the walkway in the dark. Picking up all the dirty linens on the floor at work when my coworkers fail to hit the laundry bag on point. Taking out the trash at work(all the food leftover from people’s plates). Talk about you not liking soggy bread…. Eww. ANywho, that’s all I could come up with so I guess, on a whole, I lead a fabulous, glamorous life. LOL
Charley, remember ‘where there is life, there is hope’.
60 year old man, aware of definite health issues to be sure, responding with humor on a blog. NOT TOO SHABBY!!!!!
Charley’s got more marbles that I have.
HA! Oh I can relate to the kid sneezing food all over you, the palm with poo on it and yes I have put milk in the pantry and the cereal in the fridge. There are also the moments when your two year old grabs your bare minerals ” not cheap” make-up and spills it all over the counter. Yes I scooped it up and am using it. Here is my list:
Trying to grab a med bottle from Silas while tripping on every toy, running into a wall before getting it from him.
Wondering where random bruises come from, then remembering when you ran into the wall.
Shampoo in your kids hair because he decided to pour the bottle in his head while you were changing the other kids diaper and proceeds to say ” look mommy pretty.”
and this one is for the Dog lovers out there… Mopping the floor, then your dog runs in with muddy paws and your freshly dressed child decides to crawl through it right before you have to leave.
But I will say this my life has never been more exciting, fun or challenging. I would not change it for anything.
Sounds about right!
unglamorous moments? more like an unglamorous life–but who’s complaining? it’s stuff like:
the cat puke on the bedspread
reaching for one item on my cluttered desk and grabbing something else–the something else being covered with wet glaze or paint–LOTS of wet glaze or paint
trying to squeeze a bottle of glaze and having the whole thing explode backwards into my face and hair
stepping barefoot into more cat puke (you get that a lot with elderly cats)
that cause me to laugh out loud at how funny the situations are from someone else’s point of view and also remind me that to our perfect andf glorious God, we are all completely unglamorous, yet HE still loves us beyond all imagining
and Suzy–i bet the strawberry sneeze was really a pretty shade of pink!