OK…on most days (alright, on some days) I love my Mommy job.
Today was not one of those days. Today was the kind of Mommy job day that makes you want to crawl back under the covers and hide. The kind of day where you find yourself searching for an escape route or debating selling your kids on EBay.
Today I was ignored. Today I was positive it was only the neighborhood dogs who could hear me speak, since clearly my children couldn’t. Today my not-so-sweet little ones tossed food on the floor, took the stuffing from the cushions, tried to pull the blinds lose, screamed at the VERY top of their lungs, climbed on the kitchen counter, refused to speak to their Daddy, slammed more doors than I knew we had and demonstrated tantrums that can only be described as Oscar-worthy. Today I was thrilled to discover Delaney’s influence over Coop now includes teaching him lovely phrases like, “I no yike you.” Yes, my 2 year old told me he doesn’t ‘yike’ me.
I was also told I was mean. That’s ok. Right now, I feel kind of mean.
But then I remember the gift from the heavens: today’s annual Doctor’s appt for the little devils DID NOT INCLUDE SHOTS (this was a surprise for me…I had been prepping myself for the horror) And I remember that they hugged each other throughout the appt.
And I remember that Delaney had a new-found love of making funny faces for the camera and trying to make Coop laugh.
And I remember that when I told Cooper he had to take his ‘sucker’ into the kitchen, the little blue mouthed guy, looked straight at me, arms spread wide and said, “Iss not a sucka, Mommy, is a wing.” (that would be a ring pop for those of you still learning the ins/outs of toddler-ease.)
And, despite that fact that it took 4 trips to bed to get them to stay there, I remember what they feel like when they snuggle.
And, then I take a deep breath and remember that tomorrow, while ripe with new challenges, tantrums, food fights and sassiness…..is a new day.
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