Today was a long day

Today was a day that did not make me feel sad about going back to work in three weeks. Instead it was a day that has me looking forward to that day saying, "Reign freedom, reign!". Here is a summary of the events.

Jason didn't have a morning nap, so I thought we would go to Costco to get the things we needed. While there Sydney got into a pout because I wouldn't buy her a book (which I actually had gotten one for her to save for a 'special' occasion, but don't want her expecting to get something every time we are out), then she cried because she hurt herself on the cart & wanted to be carried. Yeah, like you can carry a child and steer one of those massive carts at Costco. Jason did great until I realized I forgot to get the propane tank which was the main reason we went, then he started to SCREAM! So I was one of those people pushing my cart as fast as I could in the store with one child screaming & the other with a sad look on her face. So needless to say, I have the propane tank but need to go back to get it filled.

Sydney's behaviour in the morning clearly demonstrated to me that she needed a nap, but she thought otherwise. When I caught her playing in her room and told her to go to sleep I was treated to the phase, "I don't like you Mommy!". Yes, I am already being treated to that retort from her. I am sure it is not the first time nor the last time that I will hear it. I left her in her room for awhile & could hear her chanting, "I don't like my Mommy, I want my Daddy". So, I finally went in & told her that she could either nap now or get up, but it would be early bed tonight & no stories before bed. She opted to get up, but she was a sad girl tonight when I did not read her any stories.

Jason did nap this afternoon, but clearly not as long as he needed to. So, they were both up at 2pm & the afternoon was filled with either clingy or crying children. Supper was a disaster & to make it worse Brad was going out for drinks with his boss after work- so he didn't get home until Sydney was in bed. While I was reiterating my day to him he thought I was whispering, but I told him that is all the voice I have because my throat is so sore. He clearly felt bad that I had such a crappy day with the kids & asked if there was any highlight & the only one was that both kids went to bed very easily.

Now I am off to get myself to ready for bed because, tomorrow is another day!