Yesterday was really, REALLY rough. The kind of day where I ended up locking myself in my room and crying, because Mal was being “challenging” as hell and Scarlett was whiny and I was sick and it was just a shitty, shitty day. I felt like a total failure as a parent and then felt guilty because it all had made me so unavailable to my big kids, who have been nothing short of amazing.
I think the universe knows when you are at your breaking point because for the first time since Paul left for Canada, everyone slept through the night last night. Even more shocking, the first “Mommy, it’s time to get up” didn’t come until 6:30am this morning. Mal woke up in a good mood, and there has been a minimum of bickering between him and Scarlett. Still sick, but it’s just a cold, nothing terrible, medication and hot broth are keeping me functional.
Overall today is looking a lot better, and I am looking forward to spending some quality time with my big kids (and Paul!) tonight ringing in the new year.
Parenting is hard y’all, so hard. One day at a time