Tonights post was meant to be about family dinners and the positive effect having them as a kid and now as an adult have had on me. But after the absolute SHIT day I have had, the topic is changing. Today was one of those days that if makes you want to pull your hair out. And after what just happened I might have to.
There is someone in my life right now that I don’t really get along with. Not in a personal way, but in other ways. And this person chooses to to make some of the most snide, passive aggressive comments that have ever been said to me, and considering how i know this person I have to be very careful about what I say in return and how I handle the situation. Its maddening. And of course, without going in to specifics, something happened today right when i was going to have about 16 hours away from this person that made me want to pull my hair out and has ruined my entire evening.
Fast forward to an evening home alone with my 2.5 year old, because his dad is working over. Maybe it’s because of how shitty my day was, or maybe he really is just being a little jerk tonight but LORD HELP ME, he is having a hard time putting on his listening ears (thats what we say when he isn’t listening). I’m spoiled by him and he is usually very good. Believe me i understand how lucky I am, but heavens, tonight has tested me. He disagreed with everything I said or asked of him, and nothing I did or asked of him was good enough.
Jump to bedtime for Finn. This is usually my favorite time of night. Not because I am putting him to bed, but because the cuddles are the best! But tonight was different. Finn wanted to watch Peppa Pig before bedtime, and I said no because of how hard of hearing he had been all night. Well my normally agreeable 2 year old turned in to the exorcist. He started crying, then coughing, and then yes, you guessed it, he PUKED all over himself and me. Good gravy, what else? So I kept my cool, calmed him down, got the two of us cleaned up and was in his room getting his new pajamas as he stood in the living room wrapped in a towel. I walked out of his room in to the living room to see him PEEING ON MY FAVORITE SANDAL. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? Once again, I kept my cool as I didn’t want to hurt potty training.
I have kept my cool all day. I’ve tried hard to look at things from different angles and chalk things up to a difference of opinions, but at this point, like I said, I might pull my hair out.
You might be happy to know that my 2.5 year old is finally asleep, and I am enjoying a La Croix and typing this. Looking forward to typing this blog post has helped me get through today. I know that it’s just one day and tomorrow will be better.
I hope everyone has had a wonderful day!