Tuesday, 6 March 2012
One of those days
Today was one of those days...
I was tired, but had promised to meet a friend an her kiddies for an early coffee. The little people were tired too and not keen on being rushed out the door, but I wanted to see my friend. Once out I knew it really was a big mistake. The five kids together were CRAZY! They would not sit still. Even bribery and corruption didn't work. We had two baby chino's spilled, as well as a coffee and one glass broken. Not to mention all the other mess on top of that. My friend and I didn't even get to chat at all. We then tried to do a spot of shopping, thought a little wander with the kids would work, it normally does, but not today. It was a disaster. We decided to go our separate ways and try meeting again next week, preferably at one of our homes. I don't know what it was but my little ones were wild. I got a few things done that I needed to then decided to head for home before things really got out of hand. But it was too late, by the time I got to the car Lyla was in full tantrum mode, because she didn't want to hold my hand whilst walking on the road, which I won't let her do! Then she didn't want me to help her into the car, tantrum, then she doesn't want me to do her seat belt up, tantrum, 'own, own, own' is all she would say, well in between the screaming that is. No negotiating or distracting would tame her. Even Riley told her she was being ridiculous 'mum has to do the seat-belts Lyla'. Of course I had to do up her seat belt. Of course every other person in the car park thought I was trying to cause her great harm for the screams of her, the loudest, most blood curdling of screams you have ever heard. And it continued. And I bloody hit my car whilst I was reversing because of those bloody screams and the distraction. And it continued, all of the way home.
I am exhausted, upset, drained, annoyed I hit my car and still tired.
But I am glad tomorrow is a new day. And I know my complaints are petty compared to what others go through. But I am not used to these tantrums, Riley was never like this, maybe girls are different, either way I do not like them at all. She is lucky she is so damn cute.
I hope your day was better than mine.
Posted by jody at 22:29