Just One Of Those Days
This morning was one of the worst mornings I have had. My children and I got up early to get ready to leave home for work and school (our daily weekly routine) but things just went terribly wrong. My youngest did not want to get out of bed and so it took longer than usual for her to get up. Then she decided not to wear the clothes that I picked out for her to wear the night before and dressed in the same exact clothes she wore to school yesterday. I guess she thought that I would not notice and since she just loves that outfit, it would be okay. Well, that just was not something I could let slide by, so I told her to go back to her room and put on the clothes I had ready for her. I even explained to her what color they were and what they looked like so that we would be in sync on this. Well, we weren’t! She came back wearing some corduroy pants, a tshirt and a denim overall-skirt over the whole outfit. Ugh! So we remove the denim overall-skirt to leave just the t-shirt and pants but guess what? Both were dirty. So now, I have to once again get her to go change into the outfit that was ready the night before. This time, I go to the room with her to physically put it on her myself and the outfit was missing! Once again, UGH! I ask where she put it and of course the answer is: “I don’t know.” (For those of you who don’t have children yet, “I don’t know” is the universal answer for everything you ever wanted to ask your kids, so don’t bother asking). Well, we could not find that outfit, so we had to dig into her ever so full closet and put together a decent outfit to wear to school. Now we are running late for school, work etc and I just have a meltdown after I drop my kids off at school feeling that I just can’t be a mother anymore. I’ll get over it.
Such is life…