As you know. I have been working on my personality a bit - less negative, more positive and learning the Happiness Advantage which was ALL thrown out the window today. I just wasn't happy, yo! Trying to figure it out just made me madder and more upset and trying to find the positive in anything is just so hard. About, oh, I dont know, two months or more ago I started thinking about my top 3 favorite things for the day. Here are todays:
1. Yes, I actually laughed when I noticed there was oatmeal smeared on my ANKLE during a meeting at work - yep, I was wearing a skirt.
2. Upon Johns fourth attempt at going to bed, he finally fell asleep in my arms, all wrapped up in his "Bankee" and snuggling with him for about an hour. Its been SO LONG since we've done that. (more to come on that below)
3. Chasing my kids around in a circle and playing with them outside while everyone was laughing.
Top three. Hhmmm. It wasnt a great day. If I gave myself a 4th - which I don't but every bad day has a total exception, it honestly would be the picture you posted of Paul and me at the Cabin when we were up for the marathon. WHile that trip was total chaos for some reason I only pull the really good out of that trip...I love that about our get togethers.
Alright, so this morning. 2 crabby, CRABBY CRABBY CRABBY kids. 1 crabby-ish mom, 1 dad who, well, he took a long shower, got his hair just perfect, his clothes ironed like a pro - he must have looked awesome when he left for work today because... lets just say he spent some time to be perfect ....and not have oatmeal smeared on his ankle...and his sweater....yep, none in his hair, or on his shoulder or his arm, hand, etc. I had two crying kids who had been eating oatmeal when they got sad stuck all over me.
John decided to stay up late last night, like until 9:30 so I ended up waking him up this morning for school. He's like his dad in the morning. lets just say it didnt go well. So crabby and tired right off the bat. got him dressed while he cried, I was doomed with that kid from the get-go. Jaime was OK. But then all of a sudden he lost it. Cry, cry, cry. "Whats wrong?" I ask. Cry, Cry, cry. He's walking like a complete idiot with one foot up in the air - weird!! boys are so weird! his pants were too long, I rolled them up, that wasnt the problem, cry, cry, cry....cry, cry, cry..WTF!? It dawns on me...maybe he has an erection and its bothering him...no idea. So I check, nope! pull his pants back on...MORE CRYING!? WTF? Is it pinched in there somewhere?? So I pull up his pants and this time while doing it I noticed they are wet. SOMEHOW he leaked out of his pull up and wet his pants. Poor guy - he's totally embarrassed. quick change of his jeans, plopped him in front of his oatmeal. EAT!
So they both finally calm down and eat, then both demand a 3rd packet of oatmeal. COME ON! ITs 8:15 but I just can't send them to school with an empty stomach despite snack time at 9am. Make them both another bowl...cry, cry, cry....cry, cry, cry. WHAT NOW!? John wanted to poor his own milk in and Jaime wanted to stir his own. Serious. Serious? Nothing I can do.
Get everyone in the car by 8:30 and I realize that I have a 9am training. OMG. I walked into work at 8:55 and have to get from the 31st floor to the 7th floor - I was 6 minutes late. Crappy day of training from a woman named Mina that I just can't stand to look at for one more minute.
Came home still crabby. John is still crabby. Beef stragonoff for dinner that they both hated - loved the sauce hated the NOODLES?! WHAT!?!?! Yep, hated the noodles, only ate the sauce. who knew? SO whatever. BEd time...John is SUPER crabby now, I assumed he was tired. Put him to bed at 745, he cries and cries, tellls me he wants a piece of toast (if you give a mouse a cookie effect coming!), so I gave him a piece of toast. this time I put both boys to bed. John starts crying...he wants some cottage cheese - so I give him a bowl of cottage cheese, then he wanted another so I gave him another bowl of cottage cheese. I put him to bed. cries, cries, SCREAMS!!! and he's screaming "Owie, Owie, Owie" or "mommy, Mommy, MOMMMMMMMYYY" I couldnt tell which he was saying. So i went and got him again, he's fine. Kisses to daddy and hugs and a short cuddle time w/ Mom and he's going back to bed. OK....so back in bed and then it starts, "OWIE, OWIE, OWIE" or "MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY" - whatever it was it was super duper sad and so unlike John that I went and grabbed him. Wrapped him up in his blankie and he fell asleep instantly (see #2 above!) in my arms.
SO TIRED. For the first time in a really long time my house is a big mess. Take that back, my kitchen is a huge mess. The dishwasher has clean dishes in it and there are dishes on my counters. Its driving me nuts but you know, somedays are just like that and I knew it before 7:30 this morning. There's nothing I could do but accept that there are really great days and really bad days and if this is the bottom of the barrel its OK. Afterall, I got to cuddle up w/ and play with my kids today. I got to have dinner with my family tonight - Paul included!!, I got to relax for about 2 minutes on the couch with Wilson. I talked to my parents today. Made a delicious dinner, I'm writing on this blog which always puts me in a better mood, and ran 7 miles yesterday, and I'm not sore today :) First long(er) run in 5 weeks. Wahoo!
Really, I am a happier person since I started writing this all down. I don't have a menu this week but I wish I did. No idea what its going to be but I'm sure whatever it is I'll enjoy it. Loving my positivity these days and I really think its paying off. Off to bed - run tomorrow morning and trying out the new headlamp since its so damn dark outside (maybe) we will see what tomorrow morning brings.
Wilson is growling in his sleep. I just love that :)
OK, Missy. First, thanks for the congrats! She's doing really well and was dry during waking hours all Sunday and Monday (not sure about today yet). She even pooped on the potty yesterday! I am so excited at the idea of 1) less diaper changes and 1) less diaper changes! OK. And 3) less diapers to buy. Even though it was probably a team effort, we've been "working" on it for a while, but it literally seemed like she flipped a switch and just started doing it. Weird.
ReplyDeleteSecond, I did something I don't normally do and read your post while at work. I seriously busted out laughing and had to cover my mouth at reading, "He's walking like a complete idiot with one foot up in the air". It still makes me chuckle! I am not laughing at you because I would have been at wit's end. Instead I am laughing with you because I know I have been there too. I just may not have described it in such a humorous day.
Hang in there! You are awesome. Take care of you and your family!