I'm voting Mondays off the island. There seems to be a pattern here. Every Monday I've had for the past month has totally sucked. They just aren't good days for me and it all seems to start on Sunday evenings, just ask my husband. Every Sunday afternoon, the crabbiness slowly sets in. I'm irritable, annoyed, cranky, and just cannot be pleased about anything. I nag him, I freak out about the littlest things, and then just plain refuse to sit back and enjoy the afternoon like most normal people. Then it creeps in...Monday morning. It sweeps over the house like an ugly dark cloud even on the sunniest of days. It hollers out: "Don't bother getting out of bed today, you fool. I'm going to make your day more miserable than you can ever imagine." If I didn't have a one year old, I'd listen to the voice and pull the covers back up over my head, however, that may qualify as ch*ld neglect if I continue to sleep the day away. At what age can kids make their own breakfast anyway?
I can't seem to find one good thing about Mondays. Not one. Tuesdays however, are good days. For some reason, I'm raring to go come Tuesday morning. I'm awake, I'm perky, I'm organized, I'm excited, I'm ready for the rest of the week. Why can't that happen one day early? I'm so confused.
At least one good thing came on this humid Monday afternoon. My baby boy took his first step toward his Momma. It was really exciting. It even warranted a phone call to the husband which I try not to do when he's at work. He was excited too.
Okay so this Monday wasn't all that bad. I still dread the next one. Is it Friday
yet?
*update* Just when I think I'm having a rotten day...I hear of a local Mom who lost her 4 month old baby boy to SIDS last weekend. Now that's a rotten day. A changed perspective just took place. I welcome any day as long as I've got Brendan as a part of it.
4 comments:
Monday is my favorite day since I deemed it do-nothing day. I do my best not to fill it with anything since we're on the go the rest of the week.
My husband also works until 8 on Monday so the kids and I can go to Waffle House every Monday. Go to Waffle House, it makes everything better.
Yay B-lo. You're on your way to walkin'.
I am sorry your mondays suck though. Danielle and I usually use this day to catch up on the sleep we didn't get over the weekend. But we are still a bit groggy.....
Think of Monday as your stepping stone to a very cool Tuesday, and an even better Friday. Thumb your nose at Monday and tell it, "You don't get to win. I'm kicking your butt and loving the day despite you!"
I actually enjoy Mondays as it means the kids and I have our routine back to ourselves. AS much as we love having Daddy home, he makes more work for me!
It's amazing what a little perspective will do for you. So incredibly sad...
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