Don’t get me wrong, I love a little drama. A little emotional free for all, a little let it all go and cry your eyes out. I’m big for expressing whatever – the “hokey pokey theory of life” (phrase stolen from One True Theory of Love by Laura Fitzgerald). Whatever you’re feeling, be it joy or misery, put your whole self in it.

But my daughter takes it to a whole new extreme. She’s been wailing for the for past hour. About what, I’m not entirely sure, I tried to keep track, part of it was that her sisters were not coming over today, then it merged into some nose pain (??), and last I checked it was because her blistex wasn’t where she left it. I’ve given up and just sent her to her room to pull herself together, when she’s done crying, she’s welcome to come back out. But until then… I just can’t do it anymore. She’s just crying, and really getting into it, letting the full throated wail and screech come out – and it’s making me crazy… I know that this is part of what I love most about Jessie – her ability to feel everything so fully, it’s what makes her who she is, and I wouldn’t change it. Really. I just like to think about how nice it would be if she’d smile instead of sob on a day like today.

In other news – first snow day of the year. Marc and Sam went outside to clear off the car. And for the first time, I refused to trudge out there to keep an eye on Sam while he did it. He’s three, old enough to control himself out there, and he had a wonderful time. I ended up standing outside on the porch anyway, because Sam was nowhere near ready to come in by the time Marc was ready to go to work. I had my boots on barefoot and my winter coat over my nightgown and brought down my book and read while he played in the snow. It was sweet – he’s an outside boy – and expressed concern for “his trees” would they be okay in the snow? I assured him that trees LOVE snow, and would be just fine 🙂

The baby is moving, moving, moving. A lot, and I love it. Really, really love it. This is my favorite part of the pregnancy, so incredibly worth the first 14 weeks of utter hell 🙂

3 thoughts on “oh the drama of it all

  1. <3 that Sam cares so much about his trees.

    have fun in the snow! (all we have right now is rain and 60mph winds) hope Jess feels up to going out to play in it too!

    also, i love that you are outside in your nightgown + coat. 🙂

  2. Oh yes, girls and drama. We have plenty of it around here, especially from Cakes. I have never seen such a theatrical child. I usually try to ignore her, but it's hard to do, so I make her lay in her bed, with the door shut, until she can get a grip.

  3. I've always struggled with how to deal with Jessie's emotional ups and downs. I want to validate her feelings, and let her really feel them, not feel as though she needs to hide the way she feels or stifle it to make everyone feel better BUT any type of acknowlegement of it seems to just feed into the over the top drama of it all. The best I can do is just acknowlege what the issue is, and tell her that there are things worth getting upset over, and this isn't one of them, reinforce that I'm happy to talk about what's bothering her once she calms down enough to talk, and ship her off to her room until that happens.

    But it does make me fear adolescence – if she's this dramatic and intense at six, can't imagine what she'll be like at thirteen 🙂


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