Have you ever had one of those days where you thought that your kids were on a mission to drive you insane?
A day where no amount of reason dampens the storm of frustration brewing with the 5 year old when he can’t accomplish something?
A day where no amount of attention or comfort soothes the 16 month old when she cries for no apparent reason?
A day where even the dog has decided to torment you? He’s all pacing and whining and smelly.
If ever I fit the mold – accidental mommy – it was today. I desperately needed instructions and the convent sounds wonderful right now. And I’m not even Catholic. But I used to be. Does that count?
Actually, I should write the instructions.
step 1: ONE MELT-DOWN AT A TIME PLEASE!
And right now, it’s my turn.
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I have to share this comment. My husband is an Interim Pastor (He goes to a church during the time of one Pastor leaving and they find a new Pastor) One day after church, a young couple asked if they might call him at home. He said of course….and then they continued…as soon as you started to preach our baby went to sleep–we want to call you whenever we can’t get our baby to go to sleep. (This is a true story.)
That is too funny Betty! Did he preach louder from that point forward ;)