Sometimes you just know when you have had enough. It’s when you get that steam rise in to your brain and you know deep down inside no decisions at this point will be rational. None.
There you are dealing with this lump of toddler screaming at the decision between bath and shower. Which one should it be??? Let’s cry irrationally for 20 minutes and send my Mum over the edge.
I tried to reason, actually put her in the bath, wrong choice, so I made a bold decision. I told her I quit and got undressed and hopped in the bath myself. Told her there was no use wasting a lovely bath. I probably could have done with an ice bath at that point the way I was feeling.
Sun up to sun down my day is full of negotiations and this one got me. 7pm on a Friday night, I’d been informed the other parent would be departing at 0830 the following morning for approximately 24-30hrs and by the sound of her cry it was as if I was doing life long mental damage.
There is my cue to check out. Take ten breaths deflate my over heated brain and start again. This time I told a toddler I’d quit. Now who is the rational one there and sank myself into some serious bubbles. Edit
She eventually came around, jumped in and we had some awesome fun. Totally prepped her for our first swimming lesson together tomorrow. Life rolls on and I ask myself, why am I not drinking wine????
I hope you all have a fabulous weekend.