There are some days where you can tell it's heading downhill, even from the time you wake up. Today was one of those days. Talya didn't sleep well and was up most of the night, Brandon woke up twice, bottom line I got almost no sleep. Then I wake up a bit late this morning, Brandon wakes up and is incredibly grumpy and Natalya just wants to cling and whine. Sheesh.
It was 9:15. I had eaten breakfast, neither of the kids had because they slept late. None of us were bathed or dressed. Every little thing caused Brandon to melt down ("Mommy, I don't want you to look at me. I don't want you to look at her. No no no!") Gah. So we just went downstairs and ate some snacks in the family room instead of trying to make it to LLL by 10 am (not a good time for my family on any day). Yeah, the day is still kind of shitty, but at least we avoided the further meltdowns and yelling and stress that would have occurred if we had tried to be anywhere by 10 am. Is it bad when the best thing you can say about the day is "well, it's not as crappy as it could have been"?
And I'm going to be doing all this again? What in the hell was I thinking?
2 comments:
you're confused. it's not what you were thinking--it's what was he thinking? poor Rob.
You're not pregnant are you?? You can't be... right? lol
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