And after three weeks of perfect weather and days out frolicking in the sun with my babies and my man, comes a day like today.
Robin has started coughing and wheezing again, thanks to a runny nose Maia got a few days ago which has obviously been passed on to the little one. We’ve had two consecutive quasi-sleepless nights while the husband is away at work and I’m in a right state. As I write this, Robin is sleeping in my lap and Maia just went to school crying. Her tears were brought on by my being a complete nightmare this morning. I yelled until my throat hurt. She wouldn’t have her cereal, then she wouldn’t have the crackers she asked for as a second option, she took AGES to put on her shoes saying they felt different and I couldn’t get her hair the way she wanted it. I ended up sobbing on her bed, asking her to forgive me and to please be nicer to me and cooperate a bit more. On days like today I feel like a complete failure.
The only thing that keeps me going is knowing that better days will come.