Yesterday was one of those days where my body needed rest. In order to reach this goal, silence or close to silence is needed. I can handle soft music or having the TV on at a low volume, but that’s about it. Earlier in the week I had promised my pre-teen daughter that she could have some friends over. She wrote a script and they were going to spend the day filming at our house since we had all the costumes. Yesterday was proof of no matter how well I plan my week, my body is the one who really dictates what I do. I had to force myself to stay awake. No matter how well-behaved the kids were I was the adult in charge. Can you imagine sending your kids to someone else’s house only to find out the adult slept all day? Just trying to stay awake sent my pain level to a higher level and just when I thought I had reached my limit, the wild child came over. I thought I was going to lose my mind. All I could hear was various noises, each piercing my skull. I couldn’t make out what was being said, it was a noisy blur. I forged thru the day the best I could. I am sure some of the kids told their parents that I was cranky. Of course cranky is putting it nicely. It was embarrassing, I didn’t want to be the MOMster, but I lacked the control to keep her locked away.
Some lessons were learned. The first being that if I wake up and know I can’t handle the plans that were made, I CAN and WILL cancel or reschedule. The second was if adults do not understand or respect my condition how can I expect children to. The third is when rain forces your child’s filming into your home it’s time to say “That’s a wrap”. Wonder if this is what it was like to be the parents of George Lucas or Stephen Spielberg?
I did one thing right this morning…. I made sure to tell my family how I was feeling physically and asked that we keep today on the quiet side…
Shhh… time for this Diva to take a nap…,