Friday, June 17, 2011

being veruca salt

I've almost been annoying myself with my super peppy, sappy blog posts this week so I suppose it is only fitting that yesterday be a rough day.

I was exhausted. I wanted a nap. I wanted to lay out at the pool. Meredith had other plans that mostly involved not napping. Some days this is fine and I can roll with it. Not yesterday. Yesterday I was really excited to do what I wanted to do. But it didn't really work out that way. I was grumpy and frustrated and annoyed. After bouncing and rocking Meredith to sleep only to have her stand right up in the pack 'n play as soon as I laid her down for the third time, I burst into tears. I was having a Veruca Salt day. Nothing was going to make it better until I could just go to bed.

Do you ever have those? When all you'd really like is for pitching a toddler fit to be perfect acceptable? What helps you feel better?


Kate (This Place is Now a Home) said...

Ugh, sorry. Those days are the worst. When that happens to me, I have to GET OUT OF THE HOUSE lest I go insane. Or cry. Harder.

I go for a drive, or, better yet, a walk. Because then at least I've gotten a little exercise, and usually being outside distracts Owen from being oonchy (that's what we call it at our house).

Hope today is better and M gives you a break!

colleen said...

usually a glass of red. but crying helps too. or a curse word here and there. if you're able to, a run, even if it's a mile, or half a mile, can help you sort through some things in your mind, or get some anger out. although if you're exhausted that's not always an option. i hope you have a better day and weekend!

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