Sunday, April 5, 2009

My moods are giving me whiplash! Thanks Hannah

For the past few weeks I've been bothered by this irritating crick in my neck. One might guess it's because of poor sleeping habits, or an improper positioning of my neck on my pillow. But after a deep examining of the past weeks events I've diagnosed it with whiplash from erratic moods complicated by a three year old.
First erratic mood situation. I come home from a fabulous date with my Jack, doughnuts and hot chocolate. Just a great time talking, listening, and of course eating yummy doughnut goodness. I come home to happy calls, "Mommy!", give my offering of doughnuts, hear praises of delight. Happy times, happy times! After a few minutes we notice the absence of one loud wild woman, Hannah. Katie comes running into the living room, "Mom, Hannah looks dead! She curled up with a blanket in the bathroom." WHIP! Emotional snap back, of course this mom automatically thinks the worst running to the bathroom, but then WHIP! quickly snaps back as the laughter follows the realization that she had just fallen asleep naked in the bathroom.
Next aid to my condition. My very first blanket project, a minky monkey quilt for my little monkey nephew Zackary Duane. Ohhh, how much fun I had(with the help of my friend Joni) learning how to sew my first quilt. The domestic juices were just flowing, a new love was developed, a calming activity found. A blanket was created that my sister loved and nephew looks adorable wrapped up in, but.......

WHIP! Another emotional snap. The very next day, last Sunday, Hannah decided that a wasabi almond was not suitable for her mouth, but better placed in her right ear. And of course I being the determined mother decided that I could retrieve the stuck nut, WRONG! My mood turned gloomy as we watched that nut slip farther and farther back into her ear canal and eventually gone because it had slipped so far back. *Note to self, that's why a doctor spends so many years in school, to save mothers and three year olds the heartache and pain of trying to retrieve stuck nuts. After several doctors and few unsuccessful tries Hannah ended up having an outpatient surgery to remove the wasabi almond. A nut head no longer.




The next day, presumably still under the influence, Hannah made a major decision, you know the ones advised not to make when coming out of anesthetics, she cut her hair! WHIP! After the euphoria of an almond free child, Hannah plunged us once again into a pit of despair. How on earth could we possibly fix the Billie Ray Cyrus doo she had created. Learning a valuable lesson just a few days before, I decided to call on a professional to fix the mullet madness.




And voila! An adorable child once again, thanks Genelle.




It's much shorter, a little more high maintenance, but sooo much better than the chop job I would have done. Hannah has learned much these past few weeks. Nuts only go in the mouth, hair is only cut by professionals and if mom comes at you with a pair of tweezers, RUN!!!!!
I decided that my neck needed to have a break, no more whipping back and forth between emotions. I would like to concentrate on one emotion at a time, and preferable in longer intervals. But after much crying on the shoulder of my mom, talking late at night, and a few great talks heard from some very wise and loving leaders of our church, I've decided that this too shall pass. It's hard right now, I relied so much on my Duane to get me through all these whiplash moments, but I have been asked to do it differently now, and I will. I will find a better way to muddle through life's roller coaster ride, without the whiplash. My neck needs a break!

13 comments:

Sally said...

What a week! I'm glad you got the nut out and the blanket looks adorable. You did a great job.

Mary said...

This post made my day...my two year old put four tic tacs up his nose last week while we were on the highway so I can relate....I alternated between screaming/hyperventilating/and pushing on the nose....eventually they came out...I am off to hide our wasabi almonds!

KoryLCorey said...

I am sorry to hear that you had such a rough week. I never attempted things in my ear, but I did get paper and an M&M stuck up my nose. I guess it will end up being one or the other right? Call if you ever need anything.

Joni said...

This post takes the cake. I don't know whether to laugh or cry! Hannah looks perfectly angelic with her new do. I love it. Your blanket turned out great! I enjoyed spending that time with you so much. Here's hoping for a better week!

Becky said...

Amen Joni!

Maple said...

Your story made me laugh. I needed that. I hope this week is better. Laughter through tears is one of my favorite emotions.

Marrdy said...

Holy Kats!! What a week you have had. But she does look darling with her new hair!

Carey-Life in the Carpool Lane said...

Oh, my! Your little one is a firecracker! She seems like she must be an endless supply of fodder for the blog...but she's also so adorable!

Lisa said...

I had a week like that too and I recognized the hospital gown right off the bat as it matched the one Wyatt just got through wearing. I don't know how you do it but I know the reward will be great! Hang in there dear friend, you ARE passing with flying colors.

Julie said...

You are funny. Your little girl is so cute. My son has cut his hair before, too :)

Katrina said...

I think you need some chocolate! ;)

As long as you stay on the roller coaster and don't fall off, you'll be okay. Whiplash is fixable.

DARN cute blanket! Darn cute kidlet!

American in Norway said...

Oh girl! Hang in there... She IS ADORABLE if it makes you feel anybetter.... Wish there was something I could do to help! Hugs from Norway

Terina said...

Ha! What a week. Sometimes we don't know how far we are in until we're past the rut and can turn around to look at the whole.

My little one did her own trim with safety scissors. Didn't know til after the dr. visit to see why the little balding one was losing handsfuls of hair all the time.

Each day to live....

Finding the little things in the day that make me smile.



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