If there were actually a reality TV show called How NOT to Mommy, I would have been the perfect candidate for the lead role today.
Despite my best efforts to not become crabby with my toddler, I have had moments of extreme crabbiness combined with breathing exercises in attempts to calm myself. I have raised my voice and demanded compliance more than a few times, and I put the toddler in his room once and in time out twice for directly disobeying and being generally defiant.
And mostly my crabbiness and his disobedience is stemming from no nap for either of us.
I'm not sure what happened to break the normal nap-time routine of the day, but it is so broken that there's not going back and bed time may not come soon enough. And this no-nap nonsense comes after he requested to take a nap many times while our friends were still here at noon. And then we spent about three hours trying to take a nap with no success mostly because the toddler felt it appropriate to sing the entire time we were lying down.
So while I have many questions about whywhywhy the toddler felt it necessary to skip nap time on a 92-degree, humid day after a night of not-enough-sleep for the mommy, I'm really only left wondering one thing: am I the only one who has these days where I feel like I could flee to a beach alone and consume overwhelming quantities of pina coladas and mojitos? Of course, in order to do that I would have to be ...
A. Not pregnant
B. Starring on a show called How NOT to Mommy so I could fund it
C. Not utterly opposed to flying on a airplane
D. Able to quench any types of guilt and capable of shirking off my responsibility.
So I guess I'll just sit here and try not to think about how it would be really nice to have a mommycation right about now.
Because sometimes, I just cannot be the mommy I really want to be when I'm totally and utterly engrossed in, well, mommying.