Yes, that’s me hiding on the floor behind the dining table trying to have a few minutes to myself to share today’s rant with you all…
You basically have a summary of my day in 4 short words. Today was a S#$!!y Day. Have you just ever had one of those days where you just had enough and it’s only 1:00pm? Well as you can guess by now today was one of those days. Believe it or not, I knew today was going to be a crappy day from last night.
Bedtime resumed as usual last night. Kids were bathed and ready for bed by 7:00pm. They don’t go to bed at that time but they are ready to go and then just relax for about an hour or so. By 8:00pm both kids were knocked out and silence bliss commenced. My son fell asleep on my bed so my husband was about to grab him to put him on his bed and he started freaking out. He was asleep for no more than 20 minutes and that was enough for him. He woke up….for hours! He was refusing to go to sleep. At that moment we knew it was going to be a long night and a long day ahead. Luckily the Grammy’s kept us entertained for a good portion of the night.
Fast forward to the morning. Guess who was hella cranky all morning? Mommy? Yes, still kind of am. Daddy? Not as much as mommy but can turn cranky once Mommy is cranky. My son? OH MY GOSH!!! Cranky is understatement. Everything he cried for. I gave him the water that HE ASKED for, he bawls. I gave him the cereal that HE ASKED for, he bawls. I stopped him from biting himself and I am the worse mom ever!
Cranky baby means 1000x more cranky mommy. The morning was just not going well. There was a light at the end of the tunnel though. I looked up and saw the time was 11:00am. It was my favourite time of the day….nap time! Well thank God he didn’t fight me on that one and it would be the first thing we agreed on all day. I thought to myself okay with the little to no sleep he got last night, I should have a solid 2.5-3 hours of quiet time. WRONG WRONG WRONG!!!
One hour later my human alarm was sounding off. ARE YOU KIDDING ME KID?! Are you freaking kidding me? I decided that neither one of us would be able to handle one another. It was just going to be one of those days that he would get whatever he wanted and he knew it. He woke up from his nap and wanted banana bread. Sure. Done. Nope he screamed because I gave him what he asked for (breathe Sam…just breathe). He asked for Corn Pops, poured some in a bowl, nope he wanted it in a cup (internally exploding).
You ever sit there and think, how can this day get any worse? Well don’t. Dont ever think it because once you think it, it will happen! We both agreed that it would be movie time for the sake of my sanity, it needed to be movie time. It was nice and quiet for a second time now but almost too quiet. My munchkin went for a walk and I decided to go see where he was. I found him, in the washroom. You might be thinking oh no, he was playing in the toilet or oh no, he unravelled all the toilet paper, right? Nope.
***DO NOT CONTINUE IF YOU ARE EASILY DISGUSTED***
He was just pooping. No biggie right? Wrong again lol. I walked into the bathroom and saw a shit show. Literally! There was poop smeared all over the toilet bowl and floor. He somehow managed to get the poop out of his diaper and make a mess of things. I threw him in the bath and started to sanitize the crap out of the bathroom. We took him it out of the bath and while he was in my room he decided, let’s just add the cherry on top. He ran around my room peeing all over the floors and then went under my desk to hide. He looked up at me with the cutest eyes and said “Uh-oh!” My husband calls me and asked what was going on, I told him what had happened and he proceeded to say, “Why does he hate us?” Umm excuse me what? Us? I’m sorry were you here when he had a shit storm and I had to clean it up? Nope! Were you here when he pissed all over the floor and I had to clean up? Nope! So no hunny, not us? Me!
At that moment, I just let out a big sigh and was like okay, you got this Sam. Don’t snap on hubby, you’re just really tired and cranky. Let’s get a pamper on this kid and move on with the day. I surely thought this was going to be the all time high of the day but then Munchkin number one came home and all hell broke loose again!
I was talking to one of my friend’s that I went to school with, we were both talking about our days and she reminded me that at the end of the day we have two awesome kids that are happy and healthy (thanks for the talk Michelle 😊).
But to all my stay at home parents, it is okay to have a bad day. It is okay to feel that you’ve reached your all time high. As long as you remember who you are and your purpose at the end of the day, you will be okay. My suggestion? Find someone you can talk to and will allow you to rant and get things off your chest. Until next time, don’t forget to like and follow for more mommy rants!