Sam wouldn’t eat breakfast this morning. It’s always a nice way to start the day when you have to begin negotiating with a toddler within 30 minutes of waking up. By the time Hal woke up and came downstairs after showering and getting dressed I had just enough time to say “morning” to him before I got my kiss and a “see ya later” from him and he was out the door. I was grouchy. I had been awake for an hour and a half and both kids were fed and dressed and I hadn’t even had a chance to go pee. Everyone knows what that morning pee is like. Yeah! My bladder was burning and I was changing a diaper with my legs crossed. I felt a bit better after a bathroom break and a couple toast.
I was snappy with Sam because I think I was blaming him for not getting more than a sentence out with his Dad this morning because I was dealing with his resistance to getting ready for daycare. But as I was putting his sandals on he wrapped his arms around me and said “I lub you tooooooooooo” in his cute little voice and I melted. Ok, ok, ok... so I won’t take my bad mood out on you – but who? Then I noticed Hal’s lunch sitting on the arm of the chair which he clearly forgot to take to work. The one I packed for him while my stomach growled for breakfast and my bladder was about to rupture and my eyeballs burned with exhaustion. Ah! My new target and he’s not even here to fight back. In fact he’s working late tonight…and that only makes me more irritable! I cursed him under my breath for while and then when I got a woof of my B.O. and realized I hadn’t showered since Friday (that’s 3 days in case you were wondering) then I cursed him even more. That man takes for granted the little luxuries in life like SHOWERS! Grrrrrr! Then Liam grabbed my bottom lip and laughed. I tried to stay grumpy and tell him to stop but he held on tight so all that came out was “slaaawww” and a bunch of drool.
OK, so I stink and my morning revolves around feeding kids and changing diapers instead of sleeping in and long hot showers like the good ol’ days. Would I change it??? NOPE!!! So I tell myself “Suck it up Buttercup!” and load the kids in the car. I cranked the dance music, rolled down the windows, put a smile on, and drove with my arm doing the worm in the wind. For some reason that always makes me happy. Hal called later in the day and I was happy to hear from him. Little did he know that he was my emotional punching bag for the morning. I guess that’s true partnership; being there for one another when you’re not even there. Oh and I got a shower! Oh happy day!
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