Today wasn't the best of days as my role of Mommy. I lost my cool more than once. Cursed even more. It went downhill when Jack decided today he wasn't going to nap. I went upstairs a few times to calm him down. Nonetheless, he cried from 1:30pm to 3:00pm. I finally gave in and had him come downstairs. Normally during Jack's nap, I have Lily spend an hour in "quiet time" in her room. This gives me some quiet time of my own. Since I didn't get the beloved quiet time, I didn't get to recharge. Once both kids were both downstairs, I just had little to no patience with them. I'm not proud of this. I wish this didn't happen, but it does, more than I care to admit. I think it somehow is linked to certain times of the month if you know what I mean. (sorry men).
Perhaps some meditation is in order. To those Mommies out there who feel at their wits end - I'm right there with you today!