Trying out Optimism for Size

I guess, lately, my pessimistic side had been getting the better of me.  I think I have portrayed the life rather pessimistic these last couple weeks.  But, today, we are going to take a look at the brighter side if you will.

Let's start with Big Daddy and his recuperating at home.  It wasn't too long ago when Big Daddy was traveling for weeks on end.  I was the sole provider at home, plus our nights were awfully lonely. 

Optimistically speaking?  He is home.  When I wake up in the morning.  When I get home from a long day's work.  After I put the kids to bed, or they pass out on the floor.  He is home.  And we enjoy him. So we will check that one off.

Now for J Boy.....his temper tantrums and general imp behavior seem to be the only thing talked about in the "news" these days.  I feel as if he has been found guilty before the trial. 

Optimistically speaking?  He is a Mamma's boy and LOVES, with a great big giant heart, to cuddle with his Mommy.  I can find him most times at my feet asking for me to put him on my shoulder as he gently pushes my hair out of the way and rests his head.  He curls his little legs around my belly and wraps his skinny little arms around my neck.  He is always the first to say "Thank you" and "Your Welcome" and my most favorite,  "I Love You".  He is probably one of the most sweetest, loving and polite two year olds you will ever meet. 
So for that....we forgive the not so nice moments.      check

Last, but born first, is my (and always will be) baby girl. You may know her as the mouth, sassy pants, miss thang, or just J Girl.  It seems, she too, has been getting a bad rap around here.   But maybe I have complained spoken too soon on her behalf.

Optimistically speaking?  She is so smart.  She walked at 8 months coming from an infant who hardly crawled.  She threw away her own bottle at 10 months and refused to drink from anything but a sippy cup.  This little girl was playing soccer before 2 and was forever begging us to play like the big kids.  Riding bikes, scooters, and big wheels is just one of the many activities you will find her doing today.  She is probably the most compassionate child I have ever known and is always taking care of her brother's boo-boos.  And even at almost 4, she will still curl up next to you on the couch and kiss your face as she tells you just how much she loves you.     check check

So, for all that....I am eternally grateful for the family I have.....and vow....from now on......to always mostly look on the brighter side of things....at least until they piss me off. 

Comments

[Mel]

You do optimistic so well I think you should keep giving it a try! I too have found my posts to be pretty down lately and am trying to pick it up this week. After all it is summer vacation and that should make me happy most of all!

[AFRo]

I'm impressed by your optimism. Good job. 'Specially the part about the hubby because we ALL know what you were REALLY thinking. *Wink*Wink*

[Robert]

Val,
You painted a very beautiful picture here. Seeing all the good doesn't make the hard stuff disappear, but it definitely puts it all in perspective. And hopefully makes the difficult times more endurable. Thank you for sharing this. :)

[Kellie]

Oh man, I seriously laughed out loud at the last comment you left when your daughter asked your husband to watch her "Won"! That is too cute!

My youngest... (17 months) is a little chatty cathy too. There are two things I can't figure out though... one sounds like "I You" when she wants something or when she wants to hand me something. The other one (she just started saying)"Is the bo-by?" She asks me that question like a million times a day. I try to answer her and all I get are head shakes "no". It's like she's saying "Try again mama."