Well, the past few days with my children have been daunting. For some unknown reason, my 1 year old son decided to start crying and screaming and has not stopped. Being a nurse practitioner, I assessed him for the usual issues (ears, teeth, lack of sleep) but I was coming up all normal. He was fed, dry, and consoled but nothing worked. Being the ever awesome parents we are, we decided to take him with us while we attempted to do our errands. A trip to Sam’s Club resulted in a full on meltdown but not one, but both of my children. I was standing in the diaper isle when I heard a lady walk by and state “that girl is so naughty”. I was not sure if I should apologize or if I should have punched her. Thanks complete stranger for your comment on my child rearing; in case you haven’t noticed the fit is coming from not being able to get the over sized pillow pet she didn’t need. Next time I will make your shopping experience more pleasant by leaving my children in the car, unattended…….. Then, you get “the look” from people who are near you. That look ranges from “poor kids” to “what horrible parents. I would NEVER let my kids act that way.”
And as if it couldn’t get worse, I am pretty sure we are forever banned from the Olive Garden. My son screamed and cried, the entire time. It also seemed like the night of hella slow service so my plan to occupy him with salad and breadsticks was an epic failure. When our food came, we got to spend our time eating in shifts, shoveling it in while the other entertained our tantrum throwing toddler. Spaghetti is one of his favorites, but that night it was more fun for him to fling it onto the floor. He proceeded to carry on and cry the whole way home. Now, I am positive this is a common theme in all cars with a crying child, but rather than work together to figure out what to do for him, my husband and I turn on each other as if the other holds the keep to turn the monster off but are lying about its existence. To end the night, the minute we pull in the drive way a switch goes off and now this monster is a happy go lucky baby boy who just wants to run around and destroy the house. It’s 10 pm…..
I know I am not alone in these experiences. When I first baby came along and I let her roll off the bed in the brief nanosecond I wasn’t looking, I called my older sister in tears. Her advice was the best and I pull if forward every time I have an experience like this past one. She simply said “Don’t worry, they will pay you back in the future. Remember you let them roll off the bed the next time they run your feet over with the shopping cart or barf on you during a classy event and call it even.” Well played my sister, well played.
Finally, I round my weekend off by reading some books that Pinterest has promised me would “change my life”. The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo illustrates how to de-clutter and uniform your house. The first few pages and I am hooked. I am ready to pull all my clothes into a pile on the floor to assess if they bring me joy. This process should be repeated with shoes, handbags, books, and other household items. I immediately start mentally processing how this is going to go down and then I stop- I have kids and a husband who will most likely not allow me the dedicated time to de-clutter and if I start I will no doubt have a heaping pile of clothes on the floor for at least a week. This will result in increased stress and thus, defeats making my life easier. Okay, plan B: When do I have a day off that I can dedicate to this task? Looking at my Reminder Binder I see that it will be the end of July, when we are due for a vacation. That is no good so it will have to be after that. Long story short, I appears by de-cluttering event will take place some time in the Spring of 2020. Stay tuned!
Thanks for reading!