Today was a good day. First day of spring, sun shining, warm wind and lots of work done. I rushed home and on my lunch break did yoga on my back patio with Hindu chants before doing more writing. Time came to get baby girl. Energy coursed through my veins and inside I felt a happy peace.
I was calm. I was happy. Spring was here and it was great day.
Then I picked up lil’ princess from the babysitters. It took an hour for my brain to go…
In less than two hours, my sweet little toddler used every ounce of her three year old being to push me fully over the edge of calm sanity.
We went to dance, she didn’t listen. When we left, she didn’t want to leave. Of course she didn’t want to go home and obviously wanting supper was out of the question. There was no talking only whining and crying. How she could manage a breath in between the nerve grating demands is beyond me. But like a dutiful mom I put my foot down, didn’t yell and tried my best to keep my cool.
Was she over tired? Hungry? What the Jesus was her damn problem! Nothing I did or tried to do could appease the demon child inside.
Eventually, she won a small battle. To keep her quiet My Little Pony came on. Inevitably a fit ensued when it was over but so be it. More than worth it for the 45 minutes of relative quiet I got.
Bedtime took an hour and a half, with constant chimes of, “Mommy… Mom… Mama… Mom…. Mommy… Mama… Mama… Mama… Mama… what are you doing?”
Oh, to have a partner in crime in situations like this who can play my tag team. One entertain while the other makes supper. One to back up the Mean Mommy who is disappointed little one isn’t listening. But alas, the plight of the single parent is you are alone, flying solo through the toddlerland thunderstorm.
If it wasn’t for the mountain of dishes in the sink, I would already be crashed as my sweet little angel fully drain all my happy energy… as she does so well when she’s like this.
All I can do is be thankful I didn’t fully snap, make a mental note to buy some wine, and pray that soon this stage will be done… it will, won’t it?
Any other suggestions are greatly appreciated.