Today I had a meltdown.
I have had a cold for about a week now, and have since passed it on to Isaiah. So now Isaiah is sick, hasn't been sleeping well during the night and definitely hasn't been napping well during the day. It is also day 1 of my "time of the month" so I'm...not in the greatest mood to begin with.
So here's the scenario:
I'm in the kitchen, Isaiah is in the family room lying on the floor and screaming. I know he's okay, because I just fed him so I figure he can cry a little. I am feeling extremely lightheaded and hungry, so I'm quickly trying to get some lunch made and quickly get the kitchen tidied up before Rob gets home from work. I have lunch warming up on the stove, I'm loading the dishwasher with disgusting, dirty, caked-on dishes and all of a sudden Isaiah's screaming gets to me. All of a sudden, everything is ticking me off. I notice that the coffee pot is still full of coffee (and coffee grinds) from when Rob took coffee with him to the fair on SATURDAY. So yeah, it's old, it's smelly, and it's annoying me. I open it up to throw out the coffee grinds and they end up going all over the floor! Keep in mind, Isaiah is screaming even louder now, and NOW I have to clean up wet, gross, smelly coffee grinds. I was SO upset (yes, already crying....) I threw the coffee grinds holder (what is that thing called, anyway?) on the floor. It broke into about 3 pieces. I knew that was a bad idea while it was mid-air and half way across the room. All I could do at that point was cry.
Go ahead. Laugh.
After the coffee pot incident, I was talking to my friend Jen on MSN and she said that I needed to get away. She is MORE than right. I have never been away from Isaiah for night. Not that that's totally necessary, but for me, I think it IS necessary.
So, anyway....
Rob came home from work, and I broke down and told him I broke his coffee maker, and he just laughed. He said it was okay, and that he understood that we needed to get away.
I really do have the greatest husband ever.
Oh - and just to clarify, I really do love my son. Sometimes I just get overwhelmed. *SIGH*
I'm having a nap.
3 comments:
Glad you are getting away!!! You deserve it!!! We all know you love him to pieces, you just need a break, some YOU time, which every mother needs at some point
I'm with you...*sigh*...sometimes you just need to get away!
Reading your post today convinces me even more that we are cut from similar cloth:-) I would have hucked something too! It doesn't solve anything as someone reminded me recently...but it feels good in the moment...heehee.
We all have our breaking points. I've had my share, going from just me and Jeff to 3 kids in under a year (technically 8 if anyone is counting) and it really consumes you, before you know it, your 90% mom and 10% wife/lover ... get out, get away ... you'll all appreciate it.
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