Because if we were, I would get a great big F with a "See me after class" remark today.....
Yes, it's been that kind of day. The kind of day where I woke up SO THANKFUL to be able to stay home with my kiddos today instead of going off to work, but in all honesty was ready to pull my hair out and cry (which I did, at one point) because of how frustrated I was by noon...
Teething (in addition to ear troubles) has hit our household, and we are hanging on by a thread.Not to mention we have had quite the sneak peak at the Terrible Two's as well (yes, she just turned ONE a few weeks ago) so we are very familiar with 'head throwing back/whole body going limp/ screaming crying on the floor tantrums as well. Keep in mind that I genuinely love my children to pieces, but today - Piper and I have had our battles. This morning was actually really good. It wasn't until lunchtime came that things really hit the fan. My sweet little Piper has actually not been feeling good off and on for quite a while. She's been on antibiotics for an ear infection, she's got molars coming in which are super painful for her, and just in general has not been a very happy girl for long periods of time. But today, there was honestly no soothing her. If I tried to set her down for the slightest second, tantrum. If I tried to show her a new toy to distract her, tantrum. If I dared put her in her highchair to eat, tantrum. Needless to say, at one point she was crying, I was crying, and Max and Ryder didn't have a clue what to do. I can laugh about it now because I know I was just so caught up in the moment and although it really wasn't a huge deal, I just wanted to throw my OWN tantrum. So I did. And then life moved on, we "made up" and daddy actually got a few (not many!) bites of chicken and edemame in her. Later, after stressing for like an hour whether or not I should give her a dose of infant tylenol (Can you say mommy guilt?? Seriously I have no idea why I stress about this so much. I can assure you that I myself would never sit through a toothache without popping something for the pain, so why in the world would I make my sweet little girl suffer through it without any medicine??--Again, mommy guilt.) we packed up our things and made a trip to the library to get some new books and play, and Ryder and I made a well-deserved stop at MCD's on the way home (peppermint mocha for me, kiddie cone for him). Now she is sleeping and as I wait for the laundry to finish, here I am blogging my sorrows to you!
Hopefully you are having a better day than what I just described, but if you aren't --just know that you are not alone... It happens to the best of us. I've come to know that even those mommies that you are fairly certain NEVER lose it, have EVERYTHING under control, and have PERFECT lives--simply don't exist. And thank goodness they don't, because man would I really look bad then!! :) Pray for my little P to feel better....Or at least pray that her mommy makes it through all of this with her mind still in tact!
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