Warning: I'm about to complain, but I hope to do so in a way that makes you chuckle and maybe feel bad for me.
Sometimes being a mom is hard. Some days (like today) I would give anything to get an hour to myself. Oh, the things I could do in that hour..take a nap, paint my nails, shower, take a nap, watch one of my shows, did I mention I like naps?? Heck, forget the hour! Some days I'd appreciate five freaking minutes to myself--even if it's just to pee ALONE!
This morning, Jude and I dropped Kellyn off at school and then ran into Hobby Lobby. I love Hobby Lobby. It's one of those places I forget about from time to time, and then I go back a few weeks later and am like where have you been all my life??! I was having a good old time, and then Jude started freaking out. I tried to give him my phone to play with, I tried giving him a weird snake toy I found in the clearance aisle, I tried giving him a snack...nothing was working! So I checked out (earlier than I wanted to) and left.
I still had to go to Wal-Mart. Freaking Wal-Mart. Isn't Wal-Mart just the worst? If you were in our Wal-Mart anytime between 10:30-11:00am today and heard an obnoxious kid screaming..it was my obnoxious kid. What could I do? He's not even two..there's no reasoning with this kid. It's just shoving more food or drinks in his face and praying to God that he eats at least three more crackers because that equals like one and a half more minutes of silence. (Oooh, maybe that's why he's the size of a 3 year old...) I was hoping the ridiculous amount of water he was drinking wouldn't result in another pee-through incident. But it would totally be worth another pee-through incident, if it meant he would stop screaming so everyone would stop staring at me with looks of annoyance or even worse..pity.
By the time we finally got back out to our car, my nerves were shot. I was beyond stressed out. I just wanted to sit down and cry. That's all. In fact, I sent my husband this text:
Welp, guess what--Jude fell asleep in the car. That was almost worse than him throwing the fit in Wal-Mart. You see, Jude's naps are my only time to recharge...and he wasted it in the car.
So, in conclusion, I did not get my mucho-desired nap today (I decided not to pull over..) or five minutes to myself..until now.
Thanks for listening.
Tune in tomorrow for a more cheerful post. :)