I could launch into a description about what happened with the house or how pissed I was with what went down or the text I sent DH about leaving the state or the extremely unbecoming things that I said in a loudish voice. I was disappointed. I didn't want to hear that I had a beautiful, healthy family or there would be other houses. I wanted to wallow for an evening and stomp my foot and eat melted chocolate. I spend so little time disappointed or unhappy, I wanted to just be grumpy. I woke up this am and I am over it. It was a house, it wasn't like I lost something truly important. Sometimes, I feel like we aren't allowed to feel disappointed or it says that you aren't grateful for your BOUNTIFUL life. It made me realize that I want to teach LO that it is OK to be disappointed as long as you keep your wallowing to a reasonable amount of time. Oh and you should follow-up any self pity by doing something nice for someone else.
How do you handle disappointment? What are you teaching your kids?
2 years ago