Every once in awhile, I get the impression from some of the comments left on my blog that people think I ‘have it together.’
I was just guffawing. Because that is funny.
Now, there are fleeting moments of peace and complete sanity. They are usually late at night. When the children are fast asleep.
But during the day? When there are little people awake, calling me Mom? Well. Anything can happen.
I woke up in a fine mood. It lasted for about 9 minutes. And then the toddler woke up.
My normally happy girl had morphed into a strong-willed, temper-tantrum-throwing beast. For several hours, I did every thing to appease. I offered snacks, pulled out toys, read books, took her temperature- Nothing worked.
I watched the clock and wished for nap time. It was 11 a.m. I couldn’t stand one more minute of it.
And so, I strapped her flailing arms and legs into her car seat. Grabbed my favorite book. Turned on a Baby Einstein movie in the car and drove to Taco Bell. I ate until I felt ill, read my book while she watched TV and stayed there until it was nearly nap time.
Just keeping it real.