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Aching for a Do-over

It’s been one of those Mondays. The kind of day where you desperately want a do-over. The kind of day where you just want to get back in bed and hide under the covers.

My morning started exactly at 8:15. I would have thought this to be completely wonderful. My kids actually slept-in for once. Happy dance. But instead of the happy dance my heart jumped into my throat. We were supposed to be at the dentist for an 8:15 appointment. That’s how my day started. Not a great way to start the day. Luckily they had an open appointment at 10am.

Then it proceeded to get worse. Poor boy has a cavity…if that doesn’t make you feel like a mommy failure, what does?

Then there was the ride home listening to one child tell the other one how BAD cavities are and it’s going to hurt to get it filled, all the while the little one is sobbing in the backseat because I wouldn’t get him a doughnut.

The weather is gloomy, hot, and humid…my plans for the zoo are out of the question so home bound we went. Of course because am the one unlocking the door, Allie pees everywhere. EVERY TIME I COME HOME. She doesn’t do it for my husband, just me. I know I’m a pleasure to be around but must she pee in excitement every time? Not only did she get the floor (in more than one spot), but she managed to sprinkle her tinkle in the shoe tray as well. So much for the plans I had for my now much needed sanity run, I need to throw my shoes in the wash.

She's lucky she's cute!
She’s lucky she’s cute!

I want to crawl under the covers, in my little sanctuary and forget the day happened. I know it’s not a completely horrible day and it could be a whole lot worse, but it’s just one of those days. The kind of day where I just divided the kids up and they’re either watching TV or playing video games for their own safety. If I hear them bicker about anything one more time I might snap. Time to go steam the floors…AGAIN.

Hope you’re all have a great Monday instead of wanting to pull the covers up over you head.

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