I just had the most horrible night that I can remember in a long time. The children were heinous, is an understatement. Daniel was off at Young Men's and I ended up eating a whole Cadbury chocolate bar. Now the day was bad and I ended it by cheating on my diet. I am frustrated with my lack of commitment and am disappointed at my inability to be in control of my choices. The one person I normally vent my everything to is very busy in her own life and I am so happy for her. Just needed to get this off my chest.
I'm a Perfectionist and it's killing me. But the first step to solving a problem is admitting that you have one. That being said, it's not actually killing me but there are moments when it feels like it is. What can I say, I like order, I like it to be done promptly and without deviating from how I want it. (My kids just don't seem to get it) Being the mother of 3 older daughters and then a son, I thought I had the 'terrible twos' figured out. I DON'T! Boys are so different from girls. Now I don't need you to shake your head at me and roll your eyes and say 'DUH' but really they are so different. It started about 2 weeks ago when Gage started getting into mischief when I was nursing the baby. O.K. whatever, but it's only escalating and I know that the biggest reason for it is Archer (the baby) but what can I do about it. When I'm tied up nursing the baby I'm nursing the baby I can't be chasing a 2 year old. Yesterday was a prime...
*gentle hugs* to you . . . I hope tomorrow is a better day . . .
ReplyDeleteAww Chis. Try to not let a crazy night get you down. You are amazing, beautiful and strong. Keep your chin up!
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