There are days when my daughters are wonderful, funny, playful, and curious (to put it mildly), and they make me so happy to be around them, love them to pieces, and smother them in affection. Who wouldn't want these children around? They're wonderful!
Then there are days when my daughters are horrible, cranky, spiteful (it seems), and curious (red alert! red alert!), and they make me so annoyed and pissed off that I want to throw myself out a window, run away, hide in my room, and/or ship them off to a faraway place. Who would want these children around? They're AWFUL.
The thing is, I realize, that they are pretty much the same day in day out. It's me that views it differently from time to time. Okay, yes, there are days when there is nothing else you can say but OMG THIS CHILD IS CRANKY, but I think it's also context. Today, they drove me up the wall because they wouldn't eat, demanded way too much attention when I was trying to eat, and kept wrapping themselves about my legs/waist to hang all over me. Obnoxious! However, they do this most days. I don't know why it bugs me more today than other days, it just DOES. It's no wonder my husband is ready to hand them off after a few hours on the weekends - he just doesn't see this as their "normal;" he sees it as their "awful." Hehehehe, if only he knew...
I've got my fingers crossed that things are better tomorrow. Me better, them better, everything better. Otherwise, I've gotta find a big box and packaging tape...
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