Have you ever had one of those mornings where you just wish you could have a do-over? I don’t really get the expression “I woke up on the wrong side of the bed”, but if I am ever going to say it, today would be the day. I woke up super grouchy. Partly because I went to bed too late last night, partly because PMS is rearing it’s ugly head and partly because I’m just so fucking sick of the morning routine. I would like to just sleep in for one day of my life and not have to tend to two children who are whining and demanding that I do this and do that. Since when is it ok for a 4 year old to tell his mom what to do?
I admit I can be a real bitch when I don’t get enough sleep, but unfortunately for both of us, my son feeds off of it. He doesn’t cooperate and go along with me, instead he pushes every button he knows how to. So this morning, I lost it. I think the entire hour it took to feed the kids breakfast and get all 3 of us dressed before leaving for school, was spent yelling. Great way to start the day, eh? I really don’t want to be that mom. I am not that mom. Some days are just worse than others, right?
Thankfully, I’m able to let go pretty easily and my son is very good about forgiving mommy and forgetting what a meanie I can be sometimes. All’s well that ends well they say….as we had a cheery goodbye at school this morning. I walked down the hallway and out the double doors feeling fine after being smothered with a gazillion kisses and hugs from my boy.
