One of those days

Yesterday I was in a great mood, we had a long weekend full of fun times with family and friends. Thanksgiving with my family, day after shopping w/mom and TC, leftovers with C's fam. Saturday a bday party for Tanya (30-yeah!), and Sunday a bday lunch with the whole side of my dad's family for my grandma's 88th birthday! It was very tiring, but lots of fun. And yesterday was just a nice Monday...don't know if I've ever used that together?! TC had his 6 month dr appt, 16 lbs 2oz- very cute with chubby legs :) He did really good getting his shots and even AM was soooo good and she got a flu nosespray.

Today...hmm, first of all, TC slept through the night except once at about 3:45 I had to give him his binky, however, he slept until 7! Which would have been wonderful considering he usually gets up at 5 or 5:30, but today C decided he wanted me to help him get out of the house for work. I do, I'm nice, I get up, I make his lunch....he is just standing in the kitchen telling me what he likes to do for his lunch and how he likes to make his sandwich...well, since you're just standing there telling me, wouldn't it be easier if I was in bed sleeping and you did it yourself? Just a thought. I didn't say it..well kind of, but not so snotty. I asked what time did you need to leave (looking at the clock it's almost 5:45 at this point), thinking maybe he was running late and needed help for that reason, oh not for another 15-20 minutes? Great. Good for you.

So, both kids up at 7, AM got dressed without throwing a fit. We're going to visit a preschool today (most registrations start in Feb so it's time to start thinking about this for fall!). We go. The school/church is under construction so I leave the stroller for TC in one building and carry all 16 lbs 2 oz of him (plus clothes!) and hold AM's hand to get to the classroom. Well, she immediately wants to play. Fine, but we're just visiting. Too bad, trying to leave, the heat is on, I'm sweating. TC is HEAVY. All I can think about is that stroller. Wondering why all these kids are like a foot taller than AM...they're only supposed to be 3?! Everyone is well behaved and quiet...luckily the teacher tells me 3 kids are out and they are unusually mellow. Some kid tries to play with what AM is playing with...small fit. Move on to another area. Finally we have to go, I am sweating profusely in this heated room and TC is weighing more like 30 lbs, dreaming of the stroller in the other building, how am I going to get her out of here? I drag, pull and then carry her, with TC in the other arm (poor baby is being flung around like a rag doll), I have my purse and AM's coat too. Such a sight. On the way out I did mention to the teacher that there sure was a big difference between 2 and 3...she then tells me the cutoff date for their birthdays is Aug 1st, so AM can't even go there next year. GREAT. Could've saved me 30 minutes of hell. And mind you, I'm in a private religious school and I don't know how many times I whispered bad words on my way out of there. Oops. Needless to say she won't be going there because she will be starting preschool at 3. They said she would start at age 4 in the three year old class, um no way in hell lady. Maybe that's why the kids were so big???

So, today is one of those days that my mood has been depleted and I wish for a minute here and there that I had my kids in daycare so I didn't have to deal with them. Of course I don't really because I would miss them after 10 minutes (okay a half hour). And it's just one of those days.

Tomorrow will be better.