Tilt a Whirl

Keeping your life in perspective is easy when you have kids, I think. To them, the center of the universe is, of course, themselves. Me? I'm just a peripheral planet that happens to bask in the light of their sunny rays. I do have the power, though, to tilt their world and set it off it's axis a bit.

It's been 32 hours since we came home from the hospital with William after his surgery and already I've been told that I give William all the attention around here. Someone said that I didn't love the girls as well as him and that I didn't care about them. My three little princesses are having a green eyed fit of montrous proportions. You see, William is the least demanding of all my kids. He just goes with the flow most of the time. His sisters, however, are all equally demanding of my attention and most of the time manage to secure their fair shares.

Now, though, their interplanetary balance has been disrupted because Momma planet is pretty preoccupied with Little Buddy and his comfort level, pain tolerance, and overall entertainment since he can't move in the casts he has to wear. This has meant several outbreaks of uncontrollable sobbing and fits of outrage when I can't immediately tend to my littlest princesses needs. The older princesses have responded by picking on each other and fighting with each other to the point that I HAVE to notice them and devote my attention to them.

It happens and it's for their own good, I say. I didn't realize how ridiculously rotten my girls were until the Buddy had his surgery and I couldn't be their beck and call Mom that holds them together. It's been interesting and a learning experience. I definitely think it's opening their eyes to the fact that someone besides themselves has needs to be met and right now those needs are of the highest priority to me. In a week, this will all be behind us, but for now, the tilt a whirl world we have going on is exhausting.