Still doing a throw back - I started to feel a bit bitter about our situation. I posted this on April 21, 2015.
It's not fair...
My kids have this book called "It's not fair".
It's really cute and show's just how silly arguments can be when you think
something isn't fair. They actually love for me to read it to them.
Why'd I get the
smaller half?
Why'd he get the
bigger laugh?
Why can't I have a
pet giraffe?
It's not fair!
Why can't I have
curly locks?
Why can't I have my
own box?
Why now chicken pox?!
It's not fair!
You get to stay up
late? I have to go to bed at 8!
They said they would,
but they didn't wait.
It's not fair!
Why don't you yell at
her?
Hey! It was my turn
to stir!
I don't know it's all
a blur!
It's not fair!!
Why does she get new
shoes?
Why does my team
always lose?
It's not FAIR!!!
...and the book goes
on. You can actually watch the whole thing here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KoSUnJqJ7Yw
The arguments coupled
with the pictures seem so obvious that the claims these kids are making are
just silly. Of course your team doesn't ALWAYS lose. Of course you can't have a
pet giraffe!
But as an adult we
can get caught up into this "It's not fair" game too. I am so guilty
of it myself.
Why is their house
bigger than ours?
Why does he seem to
make so much money and not really work that hard?
Why do their kids get
all the good grades? They don't even try as hard as my kids.
Why did his kid make
the rep team?
Why are they still
together? I worked harder at my marriage than she does...
And the ones I myself
get caught into:
Why can't my child
struggle less? Why does my child have to have this dreadful diagnosis? Why
can't my kid sleep soundly through the night without these awful seizures? Why
do I have to be the only one of my friends who has a kid who is
"different"?
IT'S NOT FAIR.
I found my pregnancy
journal tonight. As I read through it, I started to tear up. At the end of
EVERY entry I wrote, "grow healthy and strong baby. Mommy will meet you
soon!"
All I have ever
wanted for any of my children was for them to be healthy. And I worried about
it. With every pregnancy. Every single piece of ANYTHING that went into my
mouth was considered for it's nutritional value. I'm not saying I was perfect.
But I considered everything. Down to not chewing gum because I couldn't find
gum without aspartame in it.
Why'd I have the kid
with ASD?
Why can't he be
healthy and free?
IT'S NOT FAIR.
Seizures keep us
awake at night,
Every step ahead is
always a fight.
IT'S NOT FAIR.
Every spare moment
spent looking for a cure,
Is what you're doing
right? You're never sure.
Only thing you really
know, is your love is so pure.
It's not fair.
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