I missed my blogging deadline yesterday after a day where nothing went quite as it was supposed to. My morning was orchestrated around potty training, which came screeching to a halt after a particularly horrific poop-on-the-floor incident. Sometimes you just need to know when to call it a day, put a diaper on the child, and flop onto the couch with a cold glass of seltzer.
In the afternoon we had an appointment that ran much later than we expected, which resulted in a tired, cranky, and hungry toddler. Jeramy and I ended up making an executive parental decision to skip a graduation party we were supposed to go to, grab some Thai food, and get our kid home where he most needed to be.
After supper, I was planning to head off to meet some friends for a night of dancing, but that didn’t pan out either. So, I took it as a strong nudge from the universe that today was just not meant for outings. Admitting defeat, Jeramy and I curled up on the couch to watch Julie and Julia and eat cake. (You absolutely must not watch that movie on an empty stomach!) My stress level went down once I stopped trying to swim upstream and just took the hint to just chill out. The cake certainly helped too.
I think it is kind of funny that I missed out on my usual daily blogging ritual because I was watching a film about two women, one of whom fulfilled her dream of a writing career by starting a daily blog. As a child, I also dreamed of being a writer someday, although I have always fancied that I would write and illustrate children’s books, instead of memoirs like Julie Powell. I know that bloggers are a dime a dozen in these internet-obsessed times, but since this medium helps me to organize my thoughts, to stay motivated, and to improve my writing skills, I suppose you never know.
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June 23, 2012 at 8:26 am
I get it. I totally get it. We had a friend’s two kids here, yesterday, because she had to work and her kids camp doesn’t start until next week. Then, my oldest wanted to invite her friend over to play camp counselor for the little ones, but they wound up just playing. So, I was Mom to 7 yesterday, and although it was fun, it was definitely exhausting and nothing I had planned to accomplish got done. So, like you, I scrapped the plan and embraced the fact I wasn’t going to get anything done. Then, the day felt better. 🙂
June 23, 2012 at 8:35 am
Wow! 7 at once! I have only ever watched that many children at once when I worked at a daycare. Yeah, really hard to stick to any sort of plan. Better to go with the flow.
June 25, 2012 at 11:14 pm
You know, I really love this post. It’s just a big old deep breath, and I am completely losing at potty training today, too. Complete with floor poop. And he seemed sort of excited about the floor poop. Huh.
June 25, 2012 at 11:42 pm
Hahahaha! Perhaps he inherited your sense of humor. 🙂