An email between my sister and me this morning:
On 9/10/2010 11:25 AM, Jennifer wrote:
I forget you are the only one who understands that I'm slightly psycho and don't think I need to be committed. (Yet.) I accidentally shared too much this morning and I think my coworker is scared of me now. Here's what happened:
Last night after I gave Baby R her 4am feeding, I went back to bed and had a pain in my leg. I thought, what if it's a blood clot? I could die and DH wouldn't notice because he just gets up and leaves in the morning. Then the girls would wake up, and I would be dead. Baby R would be crying in her crib for hours and S would be trying to shake me awake and scared and lonely and they'd be scarred for life. Please God, let me just live til the morning so I can teach S how to dial 911.
Clearly, I didn't go back to sleep for awhile.
Love,
Your Nutso Sister
On Sep 10, 2010, at 12:04 PM, Sister J wrote:
Where do we get these crazy thoughts from??? I totally understand. :)
I love the ending where you say please God let me live until the morning to teach S how to dial 911. Perfect.
Seriously, who else could have said that and made me feel like I'm not losing it? Love her.
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8 comments:
I thought it was just me who thought things like that.
Except I don't have a sister who keeps me from feeling like a total wing-nut.
Darnit.
Feel free to send those crazy thoughts my way. I'll be able to assuage your fears of being cuckoo. :)
What a great post! I think about this all the time, If a died now, then what?
It's a bit creepy, I will admit, but I want my family to be OK in the end, even if I'm not...
The middle of the night thoughts are always terrible. I am nowhere near brave enough to admit to some of the dreadful things I have imagined.
I get those same thoughts too...annoying...and scary aren't they!!
It's wonderful your sister and you have such a great relationship!
That is hilarious. I totally have those kind of thoughts all the time....now I just need a sister to help keep me sane.
Thanks, ladies! (Feel free to send those thoughts my way - I won't judge.) This was one of the least disturbing and somewhat funny, so I felt safe enough posting it. Other, eeek.... we just won't go there.
I have conversations like this with my sister too!
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