The Fraud

The last few days I have had a sick baby boy.  Today he had 104.7 fever and was rushed to the doctor.  He has had a hard few days.  And when one of the kids has a hard day, do you know who else has a hard day?  Yep, that would be me.  Yesterday I found a way to work a salad into my day.  Today, not so much.  In fact, besides the green smoothie for breakfast, it's been DOWNHILL!!!

After rushing a 16 month old, burning hot, struggling to breathe (due to a stuffy nose from a cold) really sick baby to the doctor at lunch time, I went to P. Terry's drive through and got chicken burgers for my patient girls and me.  Don't worry, I didn't have time to eat much.  I had a baby in need.  My nerves were shot today.  In fact, I still feel a bit shaky and stressed about it and it's 9:30.

As I sat on the couch a 9 p.m. to finally eat my dinner, my husband asked what I was eating.  I laughed as I held the bowl close to my mouth so he couldn't see.  Then I said, "I'm such a fraud.  I'm eating granola with dark chocolate chips."  We had a good laugh and I thought it was worth a post.

Perfection isn't expected nor is it needed.  I will do better tomorrow or maybe when my baby boy starts to feel better and sleep through the night.  I give myself grace.  My goal is better nutrition and it drives me...when I have energy and emotional strength.

The goal is better, not perfect.