Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Today was one of those tough days. Very, very tough days. It actually started last night with a rough bedtime for one of the kids.
That was followed by another too-early morning. And the need to send more than one child back to bed for an attitude adjustment.
Things evened out for a while, and I tried. I really, really tried. But as the day went on, it went downhill.
There were time outs and yelling. Lots of time outs. Way too much yelling.
I kept taking a deep breath and trying to do better, but at every turn it seemed someone was doing something they'd already been reprimanded for. And I found myself yelling again.
Someone stuck stickers to the floor instead of the paper. Someone ate big chunks of Play-Doh. Someone colored on a wall. Someone knocked over all the pictures on the table. Someone took a large bottle of vinegar from the cupboard and spilled all over the floor. Someone threw food all over the floor AGAIN. And somehow one of the boys dug a steak knife out of the very back of the highest drawer.
There were tears and fits. And a few of them were mine.
Quite simply, it was the kind of day that makes me feel like a failure as a mom. Because if anyone charged with caring for my children yelled at them as much as I did today, I'd fire them.
So tonight I'm firing me, at least for the next (hopefully) nine hours. I'm lecturing myself about shaking it off and having a better attitude. And I'm sending me straight to bed at 9 p.m.
Good night all. Here's to a better tomorrow.
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