And then the wheels came off. Julia barely slept on Friday night (perhaps popcorn for dinner was a bad idea), and so I didn't get much sleep. Try as I might to shake my sleep-deprived grumpiness, I lost my temper easily all day. Negative equals more negative, so by the time we got to the grocery store late Saturday afternoon, we were all VERY CRANKY. The girls shrieked at each other in the parking lot and picked at each other as we made our way through the aisles. By the time we made it to check out, I was ready to check out. The bag girl asked me if I wanted some help, and I asked her if she would take my kids. There were laughs all around, but I was almost serious. We managed to get home from the store without any injury, struggled through dinner, and finally, finally made up over bedtime reading. By the time Craig walked in the door, all was quiet. Julia was in bed, and Grace was waiting patiently on the couch.
I'm almost always happy to see Craig. On Saturday night I was elated. It also helped that he came home bearing gifts. For the girls he brought Navajo dolls. Grace named hers Clarabelle (how Navajo), and Julia named hers, can you guess? Julia.
Meet Julia:
The girls slept VERY well on Saturday night (no surprise there), and woke in extremely happy moods on Sunday. We had a lazy morning.
When I remember this week--if I remember this week--I'll try to concentrate on the positives. My friend, Mandy, has reminded me more than once to forgive myself at least one parenting fail per day (maybe I should extend that to one whole day of parenting fails).
I'll remember painting:
Popcorn and Snow White:
And Grace's soccer game (where she scored her second goal of the season):
If that fails, which it won't, I'll remember that I'm going to Charleston with Sarah in two weeks, alone.
6 comments:
I totally know what you mean - everything is going along so well, almost too well, and then one thing happens and it all falls apart. I need to work on remembering the positive. I love a meal of popcorn - we usually do pancakes because I love breakfast for dinner! Andy is slowing coming around to the benefits of cereal at night. No sleep doesn't help anything. I find myself repeating, please stay calm, no yelling, he is only 2.5 years old.
See you in less than 2 weeks with new books!
lack of sleep does NOT HELP ANYTHING, EVER!!! sorry to hear that julia didn't sleep well friday night and that saturday was more stressful than it needed to be! glad everyone woke up happy and rested on sunday and that craig was home, along with the new dolls, "julia" and "clarabelle" :) LOVE the names!!!
Evan saw Grace score her goal. Never mind that he should have been playing in his own game several fields over! (It was a dead ball and Evan looked up at me and said, "MOMMY! Grace just scored a goal!!" He'd have run over and hugged her if I had let him!
Glad things are getting back to normal chez Byron.
going solo definitely isn't easy - but yay! you made it :) and have some great pictures to prove it!
What cute dolls!
Love the picture of Poppi.(Dan)
on his tricycle..classic!
Sounds like all ended well.
God bless all.
Keep your sense of humor!
Love, Aunt Kathy
Thank you, thank you, thank you ALL for the great comments.
Sarah, I'm a counting down, and I can't believe I'm going to see you so soon!
Laura, No sleep is the WORST THING EVER (which you and Mike know probably better than anyone else)!
Ani, I love that the kids played next to each other. Evan was so, so sweet. You've got the best kid.
Michelle, my going solo is babyish compared to your solo routine. I'm sure you're looking forward to being in the same town (not just the same country).
Finally, thanks, Aunt Kathy. It is a great picture of Dan (and Julia).
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