So to piggy back on my previous post, I wanted to follow up on my day. I did go to pick up my kids, and I was so excited to see them. They came running out of their classroom, all excited to give me the presents they’d made for me for Christmas, and to tell me what was in the packages before I could open them. Again, fighting back tears. But this time, they were tears of overwhelming joy.
I’m so so so lucky. I have amazing children that bring me these low lows but also these ridiculous highs, where I can’t even believe that I get to be their mom. It blows my mind.
It brings me on the ups and downs, but it always evens out to a contented peace. Like this is where I was meant to be.
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
I didn’t want to watch. I’ve had 3 episodes on my DVR since November: Number One, Number Two and Number Three. I went from a person who couldn’t wait to have a night alone to watch and cry along with the Pearson’s, to a person who was scared to watch because I was afraid I’d cry too much. I saw in the previews that Kate was going to suffer a miscarriage. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t watch someone else go through that. I’ve been there. And this show just has a way of portraying emotions in such a real, raw, honest way, that it’s impossible not to feel all the feels along with the characters.
Yet, here I am. 10:50am, sitting on my bed trying to make a Christmas music playlist, fighting back tears. I fully prepared for the event. I have a venti caffe latte by my side. That was my defense against the feelings. I thought I could watch the show without becoming upset. I thought that a latte and Christmas music would negate the sensitive subject matter. Wrong! This show breaks down any defenses!
However, I have to leave to pick up my kids from school soon, and I find myself anxious to get to them and hug all of them. I find myself sad for loss, but thankful for what I was given. I can’t wait to see those smiling faces and listen to them tell me about their school day. And hug them super tightly.
So thanks, This is Us, for making me feel all the feels.
WTF is up with people loitering around the free samples????
While you’re waiting for your frozen cream puff to defrost, I’m trying to navigate our 2-cart caravan by you!
While you are oblivious to the world around you, tasting your PopChip like its a fine wine, I’m not- so- patiently waiting for you to move out of the way.
While you are standing in the aisle feeding your kids a free lunch from sample carts, I’m the one giving you “the look”, hoping you’ll take a subtle hint.
Costco, I seriously love you, and my kids actually look forward to our weekly visits with you, but please. PLEASE lay off the sample carts! Make a sample room. One aisle of all samples. Samples on the roof. In the parking lot. I don’t care. Just not in each aisle. Some people aren’t there for lunch! Some of us like to get in and get out in record time. And those people who are in their own little sample world ruin it for the rest of us.
Ok, rant over.