Then we looked at old blog entries for a minute and came across this one about reading, and although she didn't want to read, that post reminded me that they can't help themselves... They will start listening and be drawn in if I just read out loud. Plus we've got all these books that they haven't seen for months, this should work. So I went and got some books and attempted to catch her interest. But then Natalie wouldn't let me read outloud- she kept taking the book I was attempting.
Oh well. I tried.
So I gave up with that. But the pile of books remained out on the side table. Later that day and through out the day today, it's been great to walk into the room to see little people sitting on the couch looking at books.
I even saw Abi looking at books this afternoon, I think I'll keep switching out the books for a fresh stack. Good stuff.
And as for me and my bad attitude from the past two days, I had a bit of a mental shift last night as I tried to get out of my self pity mood, I thought of Stephanie Nielsen and how in her book she shares that after she was out of her coma, she didn't want to look in a mirror and avoided it, until she finally was able to tell herself "This isn't going away..." and made herself start to accept her new reality. Her burns and scars are going to be with her for the rest of her life. That would be hard. This pregnancy I'm almost at the end of isn't going to last forever. It will end, it is going away. I can take another two weeks, it's not for the rest of my life. I can do this.