Sometimes I just lose it, and I feel like I'm in this itty bitty raft in the middle of a big black ocean with gigantic waves pulsating around me. When The Governor has velcro'ed himself to my side, and wants me to fix everything for him, and to cater to his every whim. When Conan goes and sequesters himself outside or downstairs or in the garage. When I've been on my feet all day playing baseball or helping Q get his trucks or tractors to "do construction" and then spent two hours assembling dinners for my family so that they can be frozen and then cooked. And then attempted to purchase a suit for a business trip with my 4-year old figeter trying to do cartwheels in the middle of the store, even though I've told him 3 times to play "the statute game." And then had to put him to bed because it was "my night," and therefore had promised my husband that I would do so.
When your child gets up 4 times exactly when you need to take a break and your nerves are so raw, sometimes just "having a good cry" doesn't goddamn cut it. Sorry.
Posted by equilibrium-girl at November 5, 2005 10:03 PMWe've all been there -- hang in there! I like "having a good scream and a good throwing of the phone against the wall" in lieu of a good cry, myself . . .
Posted by: Felicity Metropolitan at November 7, 2005 01:38 PM