Honestly, today has been a very rough and off day for baby Grayson and me.
It was a busy day - Benjy's 27th birthday. I had a super fun scavenger hunt planned with clues and gifts to hide all over downtown. Everything went great until...
It was time to put the clues together, wrap the mini gifts, and put them in their places. The second I set Grayson down, he began to scream. I tried to fix it a few times but the moment I would put him down again... You guessed it - more screaming. So finally I decided I just had to let him cry because I had a lot to do in a very small time frame.
The screaming never stopped.
The pressure got to me. I lost my cool. I screamed in anger. It will be a day I never forget and never want to relive.
But at the same time, I want to remember it in a way. I never want to get to that place again. And I want to keep in mind the constant grace that is extended to me continually, undeservedly.
God has entrusted Grayson to my care. And I never want to take that lightly. Grayson is a blessing. A blessing I do not deserve. And I pray that in days to come, God will grant me the strength and patience I need to keep that in mind.
As you can imagine... The rest of the day was filled with apologies and snuggles. I never want this to happen again - he deserves so much better. I love my boy.
