Update- not so frustrated!

It's hard to stay stressed out when your child insists on wearing his goggles... at home. He wants nothing to do with them at the pool. In fact, he walked around in our backyard tonight, wearing his goggles while searching for tiny sticks for Ruby. He also got into my basil plant (I guess he sees me picking basil to cook dinner with all the time - my fav summer herb - & so he smelled like fresh, sweet basil for a while. I could've eaten him up!
And, it's hard to stay overwhelmed when you take a few minutes to admire how the love of Nutella can so quickly be passed on to one's offspring.
(Notice his wild bedhead.)

He looks contemplative but was quite happy - he had just woken up, cuddled with me for 20 minutes or so & therefore was still a bit out of it.
PS- On an unrelated side note, I must break up with my new love of Nutella. Actually, it's not really a breakup but more like a rebound thing- whenever I'm really stressed, I can eat it (I am a big believer in eating for stress relief - I don't care if that goes against all evidence pointing to it being bad for you.) I think it does have some super healthy qualities since it is made from skim milk (& I almost never drink milk so at least this way I'm getting some dairy, right?) & hazelnuts. Sadly, I looked at it's backside & realized it is loaded with carbs & fat. Bummer. Big bummer. Oh well - a special treat for a stressful day is always good to have on hand!
PSS- It's just now 10:00 & I'm blogging! That's because I actually have nearly finished packing (all that I can do that is prior to the am when I must brush my teeth & tooth - you know, that prosthetic thing), have done enough laundry for the day, have straightened my house enough to satisfy myself for now & even have come up with some Father's Day ideas. Thanks to my kind neighborly friend who called tonite & offered to take Will for an hour before bedtime so that I could focus on packing, putting up laundry in his room without him sleeping, & do dishes. I love my sidekick but he gets nervous and clingy when he sees suitcases & I needed some time to get things done fast. It's often hard for me to accept help. I want it & I need it but I somehow talk myself into playing the role of "I must be (or at least pretend to be) supermom." I worry that I will overstep friendships- it's not like this is going away anytime soon. I worry that I'm not being good enough for Will if I have to accept help. And, I hate asking for it. Crazy- since I'll vent (aka whine) on my blog but I just don't want to call a friend in tears begging for help. It's ridiculous- I know. One of the best lessons R & I have learned since having Will is how to "receive grace." People want to help & often have creative ways of doing so & as a part of a community & a body, we should allow them to bless us.
So, after saying "no", I listened to Will whining & changed my mind- threw him in the car & raced to her house. He was thrilled- said her kids' names over & over our entire way there & happily played. And I got lots done & will be going to bed soon! Yay!
Thanks, friend.
So - I'm through the stress, looking forward to flight #55 with my travelling toddler & a good night's rest. Please pray for us Monday - for a great prosthetics alignment, good communication between me & doctors/prosthesist, cooperation & good attidude from Will (& me), & safe travel home. Thanks!