tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269888140051267030.post6850894525560924996..comments2022-11-25T03:53:18.276-05:00Comments on Ceaseless Praises: What a Day It Has Been.Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10702958291049563341noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269888140051267030.post-7285750303617427322009-06-27T13:54:36.544-04:002009-06-27T13:54:36.544-04:00Oh my...what a day!!! I hope you haven't had a...Oh my...what a day!!! I hope you haven't had any more like it since. We mamas can only handle THAT bad of a day every ONCE and a AWHILE. Peace to you! :)Heather of the EOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14607422301391841377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269888140051267030.post-64866390485660277762009-06-27T11:34:25.939-04:002009-06-27T11:34:25.939-04:00Oh dear. That sounds like many a day I've had...Oh dear. That sounds like many a day I've had. I know the pain of those days. And for the record, I feel your postal pain. What is it with that place that makes children go bonkers? And the people waiting in line are always SO cranky. <br /><br />Glad you got to see the little tiny one. That is the most wonderful unbelievably miraculous thing. I love it. I loved being pregnant. I miss that sometimes. <br /><br />Good luck to you!Kristen@nosmallthinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11179729832299127748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269888140051267030.post-62678903639915385112009-06-25T10:45:06.909-04:002009-06-25T10:45:06.909-04:00Ooooh! Mama said there'd be days like this - d...Ooooh! Mama said there'd be days like this - didn't she?! Aww.<br />So glad you got to hear a heart beat and see your little one. God is a God of miracles, and it is so evident in the creation of these tiny people. I hope today is much better. Don't feel bad - ALL of us mommies have days like that. But it is nothing that cannot be cured with a good cry, a heaping bowl of icecream smothered in chocolate, and time in His Word! ;)Tiffanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17435587559894367861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7269888140051267030.post-84317840747035764312009-06-23T22:00:53.305-04:002009-06-23T22:00:53.305-04:00Aw, Carrie, what a miserable day! I'm so glad ...Aw, Carrie, what a miserable day! I'm so glad your little one is okay. I know how scary that is. <br /><br />And I know you didn't ask for advice, but I'll give it anyway and you can take it or leave it. There is nothing wrong with bribing your kids a little bit when you go places. I don't know how old Z is, but I have found that telling my kids ahead of time that if they are good they will get a treat (like ice cream, or a trip to the park, or whatever). I tell them what I want their behavior to be, and remind them as we are running the errand or whatever. It really is effective. <br /><br />I believe that you have to train kids, and that starts at home. Eventually you should be able to just take him out and know he'll be good for you. But until that point, sometimes motherhood is all about survival, and if that means stopping for cookies after a trip to the post office because Z was a good boy, then so be it.<br /><br />Sorry for the novel! I just want you to know that you're not alone in the insanity, and that in will get better. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com