Thank God It’s Over

I had a bad day yesterday.

A little background would be good, right?

Something that hasn’t been in my life for almost 2 years came back Wednesday night. Let’s just say between being pregnant for 9 + months and nursing for 13 now, “this” just hadn’t returned. Until now. And it’s here with a vengence. I was not happy to have to find that box of female parephenalia in my cabinet. I haven’t missed it one bit.

The day started out fine. The B Man is in VBS this week and he’s loving it. I dropped him off and Little G and I came back home for a few hours of down time, which we had.

When I picked Ben up I decided that we would go out and grab some lunch since I was NOT in the mood to hunt anything out at home and well let’s face it, the microwave needs a break every now and again, right?

So, we headed for Chick-Fil-A where we had a nice lunch until…

Until I requested that The B Man leave his sandals on while playing inside the play area. I just didn’t want him barefoot in there. He didn’t understand my reasoning and I didn’t understand why he didn’t. LONG and painful story short – after he launched into quite possibly the biggest public fit EVER… I had to take both of my kids out of there, one screaming the other crying. Not pretty folks, not pretty at all.

And of course a neighbor of ours had to be in there with his daughter and witness the entire scene. And let me tell you, it was a sight to see and HEAR.

I was embarassed and quite frankly my feelings were hurt. Part of the reason we were out to eat in the first place was because The B Man has been really good lately. The day before yesterday he cleaned up the toys in every room where there are some, without even being told. Lately he’s been so good with his brother and listening so well too.

But yesterday at that moment in time, all bets were off. I don’t know, maybe he could sense that I was a little “off.” Whatever it was that set him off, I really don’t know. I came home and cried a lot and called Tim and like the knight in shining armor he is, he came home early and let me sleep it off, well as much as I could anyway. I had forgotten how much hormones can mess with you. Haven’t missed them either.

The B Man and I ended the day with prayers and hugs and kisses as usual, but I do have to say that I am darn glad yesterday is over. Here’s to a better one today. : )