Today has been the day of all days. Lets face it… I’m far from Super Mom. As much as I can try to be her, I’m not. Don’t get me wrong, I know I’m a great Mom… But not every day do I feel that way. Today was one of those days. While I didn’t feel like a failure… I also didn’t feel like I excelled at mothering today. It just wasn’t my strong suit.
My infant son spent most of the day in tears. Like a good solid 6 hours. He just was in a funk. Wasn’t feeling well. He was pissed off at the world and making it known. I spent a good chunk of the day trying to calm him. Nothing worked. I hate that antagonizing pit you get in your stomach when you just can’t calm your baby down. There is no worse feeling.
As soon as my husband walked through the door tonight, I passed Cameron over to him and darted upstairs. I needed some time alone. Time to recoup. I ran myself a nice bubble bath. I had a good cry. I feel better now.
The hubster put the children to bed for me. Poured me a glass of beer and is now out picking up dinner. I had planned out dinner for tonight, but that can wait until tomorrow. Tonight is all about me. Resting, recouping and getting ready for a fresh start tomorrow. It’s going to be better right?!