“I have three treasures that I keep and prize: one is kindness, second is frugality, and third is not presuming to take precedence over others. By kindness one can be brave, by frugality one can reach out, and by not presuming to take precedence one can survive effectively. If one gives up kindness and courage, gives up frugality and breadth, and gives up humility for aggressiveness, one will die. The exercise of kindness in battle leads to victory, the exercise of kindness in defense leads to security.”
– from Tao-te Ching, prefiguring Sun Tzu’s teachings in the Art of War
Each day is a battle, an exercise of creating order and security from the unpredictable and unknown. While at times I feel as if I’m held together loosely by Scotch tape, I make it my daily goal to be as strong as possible. I put on my brave face, pretend that my wimpy Scotch tape is more like the indestructible Duct tape. We owe it to our son to give him our absolute best each day.
We work as a team, my husband, my parents, and me. By giving Braden our best, we also give our daughter it as well. We still have our moments, our less than stellar parenting moments, and we do allow ourselves to be human. However, we always bear in mind that there will come a day when we will gladly give almost anything to have this time back…to hear an “I love you Mommy,” just one more time. We are squeezing our lemons for all their worth, to make the world’s best lemonade.
We have joked about creating a baby bucket list. It’s humor that only those in a position like this may appreciate. So, it was in an attempt to find some silver lining, living life to its fullest, that we created our very own baby bucket list. We will be crossing off a thing or two very soon. Without further delay, I bring to you Braden’s Bucket List:
- Go on a Disney Cruise
- Go to Thomas Land in England
- Go play in the snow.
- Drive a steam engine.
- Visit a tropical island
- Ride on the Polar Express
- Go to a farm
- See a whale
- See the Statue of Liberty
- Ride a steamboat
- Ride a horse
This is a work in progress. Please feel free to let us know if you have any suggestions.
Today was a hard day for us. From the moment Braden woke up, he was all out of sorts. Of course, part of the issue was simply being three years old. That fact is not lost on us. However, there was just something else going on with him. The drool was in excess, the wobbliness factor was out of this world, and his speech annoyed him to no end. He got progressively more upset as his tongue and lips simply wouldn’t cooperate. Thankfully we have a great deal of patience when it comes to these things. Not to mention, a keen sense of determining what it is he needs or wants without him having to speak it. Parenting on steroids. Tomorrow is a new day, and hopefully a better one.
Remember that life is a gift not a given. Hug those you love, those that mean the world to you. Be sure to tell them that you love them. Don’t assume they know.