So yesterday was one of those days. You know… those days where you feel very put upon. Where nothing seems to go right and everything your kids do is just so darned annoying. There wasn’t any one particular thing that made it a bad day… it was just… an annoying day. A Mommy melt down sort of day.
To give you an idea of the day… while at the grocery store, already feeling pretty annoyed at the boys and trying to read the ingredients on boxes of fish sticks in hope of finding one that wasn’t completely unnatural sounding (no such luck), my two year old actually stopped fighting with the 4 year for a few minutes and started grabbing me, pulling my face down to his to give me kisses. It was very sweet, complete with a melt your heart little “mmmmmmwwwwwa”. I started to shake off the annoyed and crabby a little bit, thought maybe it would be worth not selling them to gypsies afterall. And then… the little #$&#$er head butted me hard enough that I bit my lip and drew blood. Since I couldn’t find a suitable band of gypsies, I took them home to make dinner.
Dinner meant fighting with the boys when they wouldn’t eat the homemade, yummy chicken and rice dinner that they were perfectly happy with the night before, but apparently weren’t down with the leftovers. This type of thing happens a lot as we get used to healthier foods. And it is particularly annoying when I know that were I to plop a plate of Kraft mac and cheese and fish sticks down they would happily eat it and ask for seconds or even thirds. So in my already frayed and annoyed state, I very nearly shrugged off the whole less processed thing. I mean, what was the point of all that extra work if the boys wouldn’t even try to cooperate and would prefer to starve anyways?
Luckily, it wasn’t long before bedtime. I was able to drink part of a glass of wine (before the dog (4th child) decided to lap directly out of my wine glass). I was also able to watch a movie and at least decompress a little bit. So this morning I am back to keeping on keeping on with the less processed lifestyle. This afternoon I’ll be making some butternut squash mac and cheese and maybe even a batch of fruit roll ups. And I’ll stop looking for gypsies (at least for now).