I’m tired. *whiiiiiine*
Today sucks. I want to go back to bed. I don’t want to be the mom today. I don’t want to clean this house and fold the laundry and make food and teach lessons and hear nonstop talking.
But who cares what I don’t want to do? It really doesn’t matter when you’re the mom. There is always work. There is always at least one, and most times four, people wanting your constant attention.
I want to go back to bed, damn it. I was up a lot of the night with Ember and I’m freaking tired.
Aren’t I a ray of sunshine? Sheesh.
Today is Sierra’s 5th birthday. I can hardly believe I’m typing that let alone it being true. She just can’t be five. It’s an error of the calendar in some way. She’s only 3, maybe returning 4. I won’t allow five. It’s too much.
And since it’s her birthday. I’m trying desperately to snap out of this mood. But it’s not working. I’m so annoyed.
But annoyed or not I will put on that happy face and I will take Sierra to the store to pick our her presents and I will take the kids for our traditional McDonald’s happy meal lunch and I will focus on that precious daughter of mine. And hopefully, oh hopefully, I will find happiness. And I will lose the attitude.
Ember has just finished nursing so it’s time to get this day going. Wish me luck!
P.S. Ember just did a really loud fart and the older three kids laughed. And Payson said, “Was that Ember?!”