There’s something about me making a decision, that means I will immediately second guess myself. It’s cold (we narrowly missed several more inches of snow with a lake effect snow warning being canceled); it’s probably still windy; Ryan has an ear infection, and was very crabby, crying, and irritable; and Chris is being ornery in his own way today [doesn’t want to move to do anything, won’t take his meds this morning, and who knows if I’d have got him out the door?]. So I decided to keep them home from the Saturday camp (twice a month, they go and swim and play and have crafts at a center in our area). So as soon as I make the decision, Ryan immediately acts more healthy. I say to myself, did I make the right decision? I gave up their playtime, and my quiet time, to keep them both home because I’m worried about Ryan’s health, and then he acts fine?
Yes, it’s a conspiracy to make me second guess my decisions. Should I have sent them? I’d have had my SHOWER then, and some quiet time. And they’d have had fun fun fun! But then of course, if I HAD sent them, I’d be second guessing myself again. (Is Ryan coughing more again? Did his fever come back (hasn’t had one since Monday), is he sneezing all over everyone, and are they behaving themselves or causing a big ruckus?
Ahh well. The fun of parenthood.
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(2020, had to add — with COVID-19 parents can never second-guess themselves again — what a world we are NOW living in!!)