Wanna hear about it? Good, because I'm going to tell you about it.
1. My son still refuses to go #2 in the toilet. I tried to catch him in the act and run him upstairs but he starts screaming and won't sit on the potty. I have tried to bribe him. I explained to him how it works and what to do. I told him stories about the monkey that went poop in the toilet. NONE of it's working.
2. I think Hendrix decided that he was going to be a "terrible two" today. He screamed when I got him dressed, he refused to put his shoes on and actually kicked me and he won't eat anything today. He has thrown multiple tantrums and wants to do everything by himself.
3. I have yelled at my sweet boy TWICE today and it's only 1:00.
4. Hendrix has been in time out 3 times today and it's STILL only 1:00.
5. I don't feel good, I think I'm getting sick.
6. My bedroom is a disaster but I can't do anything about it because the dresser I just painted needs new hardware, which we haven't had time to go buy because we've had something going on every night this week. I'm really sick of doing something every night.
7. I feel like I don't get to see my husband anymore and find it annoying that he plays soccer 2 nights a week even though I know that he loves it, it's so good for him and he totally deserves it.
8. It's freakin hot outside. I hate the summer.
-Not to complain about my life or anything, it's just one of those days where you need to vent but your husband is so busy at work he can't answer his phone and the frustration keeps building inside like a shaken up soda pop. So, what do you do? You blog about it! Because life is real and some days are hard and that's just how it goes. I'm really hoping tomorrow will be a better day.
1 comment:
Yes, these kinds of days are frustrating!! Sorry you're having one Amy! But it happens to the best of us, so you are definitely NOT alone!! I know you're not complaining, and sometimes it feels like you'll explode if you don't get some of the frustration off your chest. So vent away my dear, vent away!
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