Ouch. Yesterday was that kinda day. Actually, so was the day before.
Bedtime (theirs AND mine!) could not come fast enough!
My patience was about the size of a newt. (but not quite as cute!)
And periodically throughout the day I reminded myself that coming face-to-face with my limitations and weaknesses as both a mother and a real-life person is very very frustrating, but very normal.
Especially on the heels of sweet K's first year of life, which was far from normal and so very stressful, I try to embrace the normal ups and downs and ebbs and flows of life. I still fight them, of course, but it doesn't take me as long to recover. Usually .
However, in the mean time, bed time is good. Very good .