Nap time is one of the most amazing gifts when it happens. When it doesn't happen I feel like committing myself. Seriously. Any other mama's feel this way? Trying to get both boys down at the same time is a dream if it works, otherwise it is agonizing, hair-pulling madness!The crying and screaming, the going in and out of rooms, soothing, laying back down, digging under the crib for the pacifier, saying (OK sometimes shouting) "Nap-time Ben, Now!" Maybe the shouting makes it worse, but my patience has its limits. Today is one of those days where I get so frustrated I turn to ice cream in the freezer to numb me out (sometimes I sort of get why people want a drink before noon...but I promise I will stick with ice cream).I just want some comfort and something that is only for me even for the briefest moment.
I think the crying may have stopped, which means I have about an hour to breathe and put the kitchen back together. Or maybe just sit here and stare out the window and let my mind go blank for a bit? Or finish the book that I am savoring and rationing so I don't get through too fast. I had better stop writing and get busy unwinding before it all starts over and way too soon.
No comments:
Post a Comment