Sunday, May 17, 2009

A Child in a Cast.......

I am discovering that a child in a cast is like having a newborn in the house. She wants to sit on my lap a lot. Even when I have laundry to do, rides to give, dishes to wash, etc. I feel sorry for her because she is not able to move around and like a newborn needs to be carried from place to place. Except all a newborn wants to do is eat, sleep and poop. She's four. She wants to play.

She is learning how to scoot around on her butt. She has learned how to slide off daddy's comfy chair and land on the ground softly and then slide around on her butt to play with her five year old sister.

She has also turned from being my sweet, happy child to a demanding queen who wants you to do that NOW! Teresa has never been a tantrum thrower. But she has had some doozies lately.

Three more weeks of this. Three more weeks of carrying her to the bathroom. And I ain't getting any younger. I mean, my back, she ain't what she used to be. I carried nine babies in there. Not all at once, but still, I live with pain. My bones ache. Even before this, they ache.

Yes. I do make the older ones help. When they are not hiding in their caves. And I try to just have the girls do it. Fifteen year old brothers want nothing to do with this. And I don't blame him.

It's been interesting to say the least. I took her back to our little three room school house this week. All the kids were excited to see her. She was treated royally, the queen that she thinks she is . It was very sweet. In our classroom we have prek kids through second grade. There are six other children besides Teresa, and they were all so good with her. She went back to coloring, and cutting, which is her favorite thing to do. I mean, what four year old doesn't like scissors!!! I learned that the hard way when my older ones were little and cutting each other's hair.

That was always fun. Coming up from doing laundry to find a child with a missing patch of hair. The boys were easy to repair, the girls, not so much.

But off I went on a tangent. So pray for me that I make it through the next three weeks.

I have to go now, the queen is summoning me for her breakfast. "I want chocolate cereal!!!!!! please."


  1. Teresa has definitely become "she who must be obeyed"!

  2. Hang in there, Mama! Hoping Teresa heals quickly!

  3. you cant stay angry at her, shes too cute!