Have you ever had a day that you think you couldn't possibly get any more "mommy overload" if you wanted to? A day when quite honestly you want to pull your hair out, and you seriously consider whether the kids would set the house on fire if you just left them in search of a stiff martini? (definte possibilty since mine are only 4 1/2 and 2 1/2). Well....that day was today for me. We've had about 1/2 dozen juice spills on the one day a week my house is actually clean (courtesy of the only woman who provides any sanity to my environment, my housekeeper)....the house now looks almost as dirty as it did BEFORE she came. My youngest decided to pour hand soap into the Beta fish tank and let me tell you, that Beta went to fish heaven within 60 seconds flat despite my feverish attempt at desoaping the tank. The fish burial prompted my older daughter to drill me on all aspects of death and dying. In the process of trying to save Mr. Beta I got mini rocks in the garbage disposal and now it doesn't work (and the hubby is gone until Friday--conveniently). Neither child ate dinner and both were "starving" at bedtime so essentially I cooked twice. I could go on and on....but you get the general idea. If I wasn't so tired I'd take a long bath and relax, but I'm afraid in my fatigued state I'd pull some narcoleptic move and end up drowning in the tub. All you other mothers out there have had these days...I know you have. The only thing that keeps me from complete insanity is that fact that at the very end of the day, after fighting sleep for 30 minutes and jumping out of bed 5 million times, I got a "I love you so much mommy" and big kisses from both my girls. When you get that on a day you are pretty sure you lost any chance of ending up in the mommy hall of fame, life can't be that bad. Signed, Me{lv}
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