I like to keep my posts motivating, upbeat and educational, but I also want to share those real mommy moments that I know we all have, so I thought it would be perfect to share the events from today.
I had one of those “days” today. One of those, if I wasn’t pregnant I’d be opening a bottle of wine tonight, kind of days.
My son Philip, who is 21 months-old, is the love of my life (obviously). He is a happy, fun, loving little boy who brings me incredible joy. Here he is…how can you not love that face?
Ok, after that disclaimer I can now say that I don’t know what has happened to my sweet boy this past week. I told my husband that if I wasn’t already pregnant with number two that Philip would be our one and only.
The terrible two’s hit hard and it has been the perfect storm of his behavior and the 8th month of pregnancy, just when you start to feel uncomfortable, that has put me over the edge.
My boy’s tantrums have been a 12 on a scale from 1-10. He wants what he wants when he wants it, and if I tell him no he freaks…and I mean freaks…kicks, screams, hits, and throws himself on the floor.
This week alone we’ve had to abandon a cart of groceries at the store and just leave, exit our play-group at church during a special ceremony they had to bless the children, and abruptly leave a restaurant before we finished eating.
Today I feel like it has been one screaming fit after the other and I’ve just had it. Earlier we had to take a trip to the maternity store so I could look for a dress to wear to a wedding I have this weekend…not the best idea to go clothes shopping with a toddler, I know, but I didn’t have a choice. Anyway, not to much surprise, I did not leave with a dress, but I did leave with a screaming toddler who was sooo mad because I wouldn’t let him run around the store and pull clothes off the racks…sigh.
I know it happens, and it definitely won’t be the last time it happens, but I feel so frustrated because I don’t know exactly what to do when it happens. My immediate reaction is to want to hide under a rock and cry but we all know that I can’t do that. Moms just have to take a deep breath and be strong.
So after this therapy session vent, I mean post, I will leave you with this…
When you are having one of those “days” like I had today, or you are in the moment where you want to scream or pull your hair out, just try your best to put things into perspective…and pray for patience :). That’s what I do.
I recently came across this song by Darius Rucker, otherwise known as Hootie, from Hootie and the Blowfish (who remembers that 90s blast from the past?). Anyway, I love music and this song just helps me put days like today into perspective.
A little sentimental I know, but I can just blame it on the pregnancy hormones :).
I hope you all have a great weekend.