I promise you that if a roving band of gypsies knocked on my door last night I would have given my two oldest children to them. I take that back...I would have PAID the gypsies to take them.
Maybe it is after Christmas energy or maybe they are tired of being cooped up with Gran and Grumps. I don't know.
I ended up blowing up at Patrick, who absolutely deserved to be punished, but I should have handled it better than I did.
John got home to a very cranky wife, one kid upstairs sulking, one kid downstairs crying because his older brother hurt his feelings and a sick baby.
I did have dinner on the table though so it wasn't a total disaster.
He gave me an hour to myself to unwind and get things back under control.
Now today I'll suffer Mom Guilt about how I should have sat down with them and talked it out and used it as a teachable moment.
But last night...yeah...gypsies.
3 years ago
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I think we all have days like this. Don't be too hard on yourself.
My poor children are suffering the wrath of a mom who just wants all this Christmas stuff put away....yesterday!
Oh...the dreaded Mom Guilt! We all suffer from it now and again. You'll feel better when you've had a chance to apologize to Patrick for not handling the situation as well as you should have--by turning the missed teachable moment into a different kind of teachable moment. :)
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