Did I mention Ladybug has turned into a mountain goat? She climbs everything in sight with no hesitation. I set her down, turn my back and within fifteen seconds, she will pull out a kitchen chair and suddenly be dancing on top of the table, or worse, the bar. couches, bookshelves, dressers, etc. No where is safe. sigh.
I love my kids. So, so much. But I have to admit that they can make me crazy. I don't say this thinking that these feelings make me a bad mom. I'm pretty sure it just makes me normal. I have been blessed with wonderful kids. They are healthy, happy, beautiful, talented babies. Truly exceptional. And I'm so grateful that I get to be a stay at home mom. But it'd be nice to have more hours in the day to get things done that I need to. Or more time when daddy could be home because that's always so much more fun. Sometimes by the evening, I'm feeling rather burned out which leads to frustration and irritability, followed quickly by guilt for feeling this way. As opposed to morning and post nap snuggles in which I feel refreshed, energetic and ready to play.
Meh. Time to stop whining and go to bed. I wonder if Butterfly will try sneaking in to cuddle tonight...
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