May 30, 2009

Cocoon's of Pity. Sounds like a Novel

Day 4 of rain...a dying chicken...husband being called in for overtime...a sore belly...no sleep...too much coffee.

All this has created a cocoon of pity, and forced me to contemplate my existence here on this planet. Allowed me too much time to wonder who I am and why I do what I do.

Not the best place to be.

Hopefully a playdate and Starbucks will cure this.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

I often wonder to myself if being a "good" mommy means I have no "I hate my life" moments all day long. I love your honesty. I'm glad you have those moments, and I hope you have them as often as I do, not because I want you to be miserable, but instead because I'm kinda hoping I'm not the only one.....K

Cathy said...

You are not the only one Alyson! I often feel the same way. More than once daily! Sometimes all day. From morning to night.

*hugs*

Nancy said...

You are awesome! Thank goodness you are on this planet!

Anita said...

Interesting post! I've been weaving my own 'coccon of pity!' Between potty training a soon to be 3 yr old child that just wants to pee and poops in his underware (and doesn't seem to mind the feeling)... dying a slow death with a sinus migraine.. and watching the rain come down... I feel like I'm hosting a pity CELEBRATION!!! Thanks goodness for today (Sat) sun is out - YEAAAAHHH!!! :) Hope you feel better soon! Let me know when you want to do the park again.. :)

Erin said...

playdate sounds great. i think that's what we need to do too. i wish there was a starbucks close :)

Country Wife said...

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