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Friday, July 11, 2008

Quality Friday: Taking A Break.

Let's just say I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.

It all started with a 3am scream that came from across the hall. The winds were howling, thunders booming and lightning striking the sky. H was awake and he didn't like what was happening.

So I picked him up and brought him to my bed. Where he fell fast asleep. Basically on top of me.

I spent the next several hours getting kicked, hit, bumped and finally, the straw that broke the camels back was his head coming crashing down onto my head.

I've got the swollen lip to show for it today too.

Earlier than I would have liked, morning began and my normal cheerful self was not in a cheerful mood. (My husband can attest to this.) I placed H's breakfast in front of him at the table. He took a bite and then decided that he was done. He took his plate and pushed it off the edge of the table.

It wasn't even 6:30am and I already knew it was going to be a long day.

"Let's change you and get you dressed." I called after he ran down the hallway.

"No, I don't wanna." He said to me in the way that only a two year old can.

"You're stinky." I said grabbing a hold of him.

"I wanna be stinky." He said. And then, just to add insult to injury, he added, "Mama's stinky."

Who are you? I wanted to ask and what happened to my H.

I began getting overwhelmed seeing the dishes in the sink, the breakfast still on the floor and now all the toys and books he'd already scattered throughout his room. I think he could tell that I was in no place for fun and games, which is why he continued to push my buttons.

"Let's call Ms. Lisa." I announced. Today, is one of those few summer days that Ms. Lisa runs her daycare and I hoped that she was still willing and able to take H for the day.

Thankfully Lisa was happy to take H for the day. So there he went.

He's happy. And I'm happy.

After a busy week following a jam packed long weekend, my nerves were shot. I was short on sleep and my patience was far into the negative. But most of all I think I needed a little me time. We have had a lot going on, T and M have been gone since Wednesday but we've still had evening activities and appointments and plans.

It's only 10:30am and already I've finished the laundry and cleaned up my house. The dishes are done, the floors have been swept. I've eaten an early lunch and plan to make the most of the rest of the day before me.

I think that H and I would have spent the long, hot day frustrated. He would have continued to push buttons and I would have continued to lose my mind. J would have returned from work to a crabby wife and a crazy child.

Today, I know he's having a blast playing with his friends and this afternoon when I pick him up after his nap, we will be refreshed and happy to be together again.

Here's to taking a break.
Happy Quality Friday!

My busy boy, helping himself to an apple in the fridge.

5 Comments:

Blogger Coma Girl said...

Good for you! My parents took my daughter for 2 days last week (they hardly see her with the distance and their work schedules) and I got so much done around the house, it was amazing.

Sometimes we need a vacation day!

July 11, 2008 at 11:46 AM  
Blogger Kim said...

Yea you for realizing you needed a break, actually taking a break, and then posting about it so the perfect mom's could stumble upon your blog and silently judge you. Thank you for being real about what motherhood is sometimes!

Hugs.

July 11, 2008 at 2:26 PM  
Blogger The Bishop's said...

Samara -
This made me laugh yet again! From one 2 year old's mom to another, "way to go"! I hope you are enjoying your day!!

July 11, 2008 at 3:11 PM  
Blogger Megasue said...

Simplicity, I'm so glad you recognize the importance of breathing and take the time to do so. Sometimes I wonder (read: worry) about you and your crazy life. Wish I could have been there to grab some Caribou and a chat :)

July 13, 2008 at 7:23 PM  
Anonymous Mrs. H said...

I could totally feel your pain!

While I love my "time off" in the summers, I often find myself in the exact same situation you described.

My weekend was very similar to this---complete with a few EXTREMELY rude people at the grocery store. It's enough to make you batty!

July 13, 2008 at 8:26 PM  

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