Saturday, November 17, 2007

Another One Bites The Dust

Don't you hate it when you plan a wonderful day, and the reality of it is anything but wonderful? It was supposed to be a day of snuggling, playing, reading, baking, watching movies, and having fun. Instead, it was a day of whining, nagging, fighting, naughty steps, too short naps, and general grumpiness.

At least I managed to salvage the last half hour of the day reading a couple of books and kissing the boys goodnight. Hopefully that is what the boys will remember when they dream tonight. Not the part where mommy is nagging them to pick up their toys for the umpteenth time, or yelling for almost stepping on Ben's head again, or breaking up another fight and sitting them on the naughty step.

I am all too happy to put this day behind me and start all over again tomorrow. Tomorrow I will try harder to be more patient, loving, kind, and fun. I will remind myself that I am the adult, and I set the tone for the day. I am in control. I am in control.
I am in control.
I am in...

5 comments:

Family Adventure said...

Yes! I *hate* those days. I am always so disappointed when a day that I thought would be wonderful just isn't! I hope today is a better day for the four of you!

Heidi :)

Anonymous said...

Oh, honey, we all have those days. Do you think we pass them around to one another, or something? You need to forgive yourself and put it behind you. I hope tomorrow is better.

Kellan said...

Oh ... I know these days too well. I think Emily is right - they just move from one mom to the next - like a virus. I hope your Sunday is better - and mine too. See you soon. Kellan

Homegrown Tribe said...

Boy do I hear you... I can't stand it when days like that happen... it's almost like I'm not in control I'm just mindlessly wondering through the day. It's good you had a good 'end' to the day though... and hopefully today will be better!

Brittany

painted maypole said...

i hyave no delusions about who is control in my house. and it's not me!

Words To Live By

Be grateful for each new day.
A new day that you have never lived before.
Twenty-four new, fresh, unexplored hours to use usefully and profitably.
We can squander, neglect, or use them.
Life will be richer or poorer by the way we use today.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could;
some blunders and absurdities crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.
Tomorrow is a new day.
You shall begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be
encumbered with your old nonsense.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson