Who are These Kids?

It was not even 24 hours ago I was begging my husband to leave his conference early and come home. My girls are a mess. The aren't pleased by anything for more than two minutes, have taken to fighting sleep and are in general, contrary. When nothing I do is right and everything they do is wrong I want to throw my arms up and say, "How did I get here?"

Well I know how I got here and no matter how bad my kids are, I am lucky to be here. Unfortunately, my head is far from heart. I am burned out, frustrated beyond belief and once again feel as though I am drowning. Is two this terrible? Or, a much scarier thought, are my girls always going to be difficult and contrary? I wish I knew! For some reason, when things get really bad, I always try to figure out what it means for the future. Instead, I should concentrate on the fact that both girls have been sick (pulmonary issues, vomiting, diarrhea and ear infections) and that they are off their schedules. Grammy and Papa have recently arrived which allows me to leave them home much more. Not a good idea. My girls are accustomed to a very tight schedule that involves therapy, the YMCA and running to and from preschool.

This to shall pass or so they say. Let's hope that it passes soon. This is not a good way to enter into the holiday season.

Signs of happier times



POP!