By 8:30pm last night I just knew today would be bad. Nathan had already woken up and begun his screaming routine. Usually we get a couple hours of sleep before spending the second half of the night with him in our arms. At 7am I was already angry and done with all the screaming. But today would not accept its destiny.
Andrew, who took care of the majority of the night wakings last night, got up with the kids so I could sleep for an hour. When I did join the troops at 8am I discovered a text from a friend who I haven’t seen in a couple of years. She was driving through and wanted to know if they could stop today and say hello!
There were meltdowns and tantrums. It took us ages to get out the door to do something fun with the kids. They weren’t thrilled when we did arrive. We got less than good news about health insurance premiums. I spent 40 minutes on hold on a necessary call and never got through. There were more meltdowns. Rest and read time was interrupted by a girl who didn’t want to stay in her room.
We played a new cooperative kids board game with Emily and it was actually really fun (Busytown, if anyone is looking). Andrew was able to leave us at the gym to go home with a friend so he could squeeze in a nap. Nathan loved the foam pit. My friend came and the kids played well together while we visited. She mentioned a parenting epiphany that we used moments after they left to turn the evening around. We are going to go to bed with a mostly clean house. We played a fantastic round of chase: girls against boys. Nathan gave me a big open mouth kiss tonight when I was putting him to bed. Emily offered a heartfelt apology and sweet hug.
Today tried hard to be bad, but it was rather good.