Yesterday I was ready to have one of those meltdowns that I write about Jay having. I just had enough! I was feeling defeated, dejected, disappointed and any other depressing “D” word you can think of. Usually I am able to just shake off these kind of icky feelings but for some reason I am having a hard time shaking it. I know I can’t change Jay or anyone else for that matter. I can only change myself. I know it is up to me to dumb the funk and ease on down the road to happiness. Positive mental attitude, think happy and you’ll be happy and all that other feel good yadda yadda yadda crap. I know this… but sometimes I think you just got to allow yourself a chance to feel sorry for yourself before you can move on. Sometimes you just have to have a good ole fashion PITY PARTY. So that is what I am doing with this post. For a few minutes I am going to wallow in self-pity and allow myself to feel like the whole world is picking on me. I will bitch, I will whine and then… I will move on. And guess what? Since misery loves company, I am inviting you to do the same today. Yes my dear readers. Today I invite you to the biggest PITY PARTY ever. I encourage you to whine, bitch and complain. Write what is bugging you in the comments today. Get it all out and then… move on!
Okay to get you started here is why I feel like I am in meltdown mode? To begin with for the past week I have had to check everyone’s hair strand by strand because lice is going around Gracie’s class. I repeat everyone’s hair. Have you tried to comb through a child’s hair who has sensory issues? Not easy. (I know now it all makes sense why Jay is so off this week… I get it, but it still doesn’t make living with him any easier.) So not only are we all walking around scratching from just the thought of it all (I bet you start scratching right about now. Did you do it?) I have been cleaning everything like crazy just in case. Moving on with my gripes…Hubby is working midnights this week so that means I have to try to figure out ways to keep the kids occupied and quiet. It has been raining here so we have not been able to go outside. I cannot begin to tell you how many times I have said “SHHH” over the past 96 hours. Then there was the whole fish eraser incident. (If you are just joining me… make sure to read yesterday’s post about Mr. Magic Fish… you will understand what I am talking about.) And lastly what pushed me over the edge yesterday…In the middle of my shopping trip to Target my cell phone rang. It was the school’s number. Every mom knows that when you get a call from the school in the middle of the day, well it is probably not to tell you what an angel your child is being. Anyway long story a little shorter, Jay basically talked back to his teacher. He told her she was wrong and that he was not going to listen to her and then proceeded to turn his back on her and began to read a book. (Just for the record… Jay was wrong … which is a fairly new concept to him and thus the major problem and attitude.) There was a meltdown, tears… you name it. But wait… this is not the part that made ME want to meltdown! When Jay got home I calmly started to talk about what happened. Jay lost it and told me he did not want to talk about it. I said I understood that it was difficult, no one likes to be wrong. Well Jay went all psycho lawyer on me. He started stomping around the room screaming about how it is his Constitutional rights to not talk. Yeah sure laugh now, but in the heat of the moment… this judge and jury wanted to convict him and put him over my knee as his sentence! (Side note: I do not hit my kids… I may think about doing it from time to time like any other normal mom, but I do not do it!) Remember… Hubby was trying to sleep during all this. I knew something had to be done so I did the very mature thing and told the kids I was putting myself in time out before I killed them both! You should have seen the looks on their faces.
Wow I feel so much better now. This Pity Party whining stuff works. Okay your turn. Go ahead and leave a comment. You will feel so much better!