There are certain days where you feel like beating your head against the wall. Like somehow the pain and monotony and inability to feel or think of anything else will drown out your other thoughts.
And then there are days where you do it.
Yesterday was one of these days. No naps. No rest. Lots of tears, and fighting. Lots of “mine!”‘s and “no!”‘s and sad to say a few “damn it!”‘s, (both from myself and a little three-year old who damn it, picked up the habit). Luckily, a responsible man walked through the door around five and took the reigns from this defeated mama.
Bedtime was dramatically easier with two adults on hand and no naps behind these boys of mine. I decided to follow suit and hopped into a cozy bed cuddled to a fat cat, a tiny dog and a giant. I set myself up with a…
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