Slowly but surely you inch up the steep incline and just as you’re about to admire the view from the top, you plummet to the bottom of the trenches again – right back to where you started from. It happens so quickly that you don’t even get a chance to take it all in.
This past weekend we went on our family trip, a time for the three of us to enjoy one another before our life is turned upside down by a fourth addition. The trip was fantastic, I couldn’t have asked for a better vacation. We stayed at a cabin in the Wisconsin Dells, which was the perfect setting to relax and still have some activities to entertain ourselves. The beach front offered a great opportunity for Ella to swim in the river and fish (or catch worms) with her dad. We grilled our own meals, enjoyed the nightly bonfire (s’mores) and even fit in a Duck boat tour and water park visit.
Considering Ella’s recent behavior, I had my hesitations for the trip and just prayed that she would be a good little girl…and for the most part, she was. There were no tantrums, she listened and was even appreciative for the trip! We thought that we were in the clear and that just maybe the vacation reminded her that even though we are excited for the addition of our little man, she is still important and our favorite little girl in the world. This would be the top of our roller coaster ride.
Then we came home and returned to normal life. Her Monday at daycare was terrible, to say the least. She peed her pants FOUR times today, was forced to sit out of some fun activities and struggled at nap time. When I arrived to pick her up, with a smile on her face she proudly said, “Mom, I peed my pants today!” This has become a regular update from her so I wasn’t all that surprised, but I thought she had only had one “accident.” Then she proceeded to march over to her cubby where she counted out her three separate pairs of wet undies. This would be the point where we’re plummeting towards the bottom of the coaster again.
Our car ride home was in silence, which didn’t phase her and when we got home she said, “Ya know what I’m going to do tomorrow? Piss my pants!” So, I guess we’re back to inching up the steep incline, once again looking forward to the view from the top and hoping when we finally get there, that it lasts long enough to take in the scenery.
Finding a balance between being a career woman, wife, mother and friend.
