Why is being a mom so hard? Humans are supposed to be the smarter species, but other animal mamas never seem stressed about parenthood. Look at a cat with kittens. That mama cat is just cool as a cucumber and she has a whole litter of babies. I have mineone at a time and they still stress me out.
Yesterday was that day. Jaley didn't have school and apparently her morning Cheerios were laced with adrenaline. Michael Perry was just in a mood. They say moms can translate each of their baby's cries - the hungry one, the tired one, the dirty diaper one. Michael's cry was simply 8-hours of the "I'm in a bad mood" one. No naps, no playtime, just I'm in a bad mood.
Yesterday being a mom seemed like the hardest job in the world. There were the multiple diaper blow outs and the subsequent baths for Michael. Mixed with some "oops I broke Sarah's toy" by Jaley. Swirled with a little "I don't want to do my homework" by Sarah. And topped with a bit of "I have a late meeting" by Scott. By the time the kids were in bed, I was spent. I didn't care that the laundry I started at 8AM hadn't even made it to the dryer.
Yesterday is done. I made it through the day without having to dial 911. Depending on my measure it was a success. As for today, I may not be as calm as that mama cat, but it off to a much better start. Plus, happy hour is only 5 hours away.
That is life in the stroller lane. Lots of love.