There's nothing quite like a nice, warm shower at the end of a long day of Mommyhood, especially when you're soaked in your own breast milk. πππ
Yes, it was definitely one of those days. π«
Dan likes to turn into a monster at around noon and refuse to calm down until I either nurse and/or continually hold and walk him around. I know this is normal newborn behavior, but when combined with a cantankerous toddler with regular tantrums, it's a hot mess. π«π«
I know it may seem like I usually have my shit together, but today -- and especially this afternoon with both boys -- was not the case whatsoever. I took everything in my power not to have a screaming or crying tantrum myself. π©π©π© And, of course, the DMV traffic was a nightmare, per usual, so Greg couldn't get home until later. π«π«π«π«
My great friend Catherine told me today about "rage rooms" she heard about on a documentary where you can go in, scream, and throw things until your heart's content. Yes, they exist. And the most popular customers? Teachers and stay at home moms. ππ
I know; this too shall pass, but today made me question why anyone ever has more than one or two children. Y'all deserve real gold medals and designated sainthood.ππΌππΌππΌππππππ
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