Even when things aren't going so great, I take a deep breath and remind the boys that no matter what, if they are happy, sad, mad, disappointed, or if we are... Mama and Daddy always love them.
Today was hard. Part of being a SAHM is finding constructive ways to get out of the home, as the boys definitely get cabin fever-- hoping to visit my parents this weekend, or at least take them to the local library to play for a couple hours. I get to read while the boys play and Eric stays home and plays World of Warcraft without a baby trying to steal the mouse-- it's a win/win/win! However, we didn't get out of the house today, so there was an extra amount of sassing, fighting, and resulting injuries. (Pretty sure Izzy is legit trying to become an only child retroactively) I wasn't a great mom all the time today-- I yelled a lot more than I should have or wanted to. I broke up fights and then apologized for the yelling, but sometimes that's honestly the only way to get a kid's attention if they are sinking their teeth into their younger brother. There was a lot more screentime today than I wanted, but at least that was a brief break from the fighting.
Good things: we have groceries. I didn't give in and make the "good"/easy stuff right away or grab Arby's for dinner. The boys are still (somehow) alive. The house is still clean. Eric and I are still nuts about each other. Everyone is safe and healthy, albeit not always happy.
But hey, tomorrow is another day.
No matter what, I love my boys.
