Today has been a drown your salad with ranch kind of day (and it’s only 1 p.m.)
It started when Jackson woke up at 4 a.m. and threw a fit when I tried to sneak in an episode or two of Parenthood.
I grumbled and turned on one of his favorite movies because it’s not like we don’t watch it 527 times a week (can you detect the sarcasm?)
It was a toddler tantrum in Target when I felt like poop. That’s a recipe for disaster I tell ya.
It was almost crying as I paid for diapers.
It was awful thoughts running through my head and toys scattered all over the house I had JUST picked up.
It was one of those days when I was reminded why I only want one child.
It was a worry about money and pout because I want professional family photos, but it’s just not in the budget.
I know I sound awfully whiney and ungrateful.
Usually I share a lesson learned in the midst of the messy mundane, but today I just needed to be real.
Motherhood is hard.
Being an adult is hard.
So today I drowned my salad in ranch, drank one too many Dr Peppers, and gave myself permission to pout.
I’ll look for the lesson tomorrow.