You know those days where you feel like you just can't catch up, like the WHOLE day from start to finish. Well I had one of "those" days on Wednesday. It probably had something to do with my two year old being...well a two year old. In fact it had everything to do with that. I might have silently prayed for patience more times then I can count, and somehow failed miserably every time Finn whined, threw a tantrum, or just plain got into mischief. I'm ashamed to say I was probably the worst version of myself for the majority of the day. I had let the stress of life get to me and overwhelm my ability to cope. I called Roy later in the evening nearly in tears as I had just sent Finn to another time out, this time in his crib (this is the ultimate time out corner...when he's pushed me to my limits, and we both need a little space). I told him how bad of a parent I had been that day, and that I had yelled at our son in frustration and anger multiple times. He tried to console my feelings of inadequacy, but the damage was done for the day. I told Finn, as I was laying him down for bed, that I loved him and that I would try again the next day to be a better momma, and hopefully he would try to be better too. Yesterday, we played, and danced, and goofed off...having a much better day even with whines and tantrums thrown in. He received lots of attention from me, and I realized how much I enjoyed playing with him. It was wonderful after the day we had before.
I love my kids, even on the days I want to put Finn on the corner and sell him. I know we are both learning through this adventure, and hopefully we will have patience for each other along the way.