Bitchfest time

I think today was HANDS DOWN one of the most frustrating days in my LIFE!  I won't say it was the hardest - because I had the hardest days of my life when my son was born almost 3 months premature.  Anyway, it went like this.  I went to bed at 1 am.  My son woke up at 3 am.  He screamed bloody murder for about 30 minutes.  I finally got him back to sleep in his own bed.  I got into bed, put my head on the pillow and was just about to drift off when my daughter woke up screaming.  That was at 4 am.  I ran in there fast because I didn't want to risk her waking my son up again.  She never went back to sleep.  So I had to tackle the day on 2 hours of sleep.  It was not good.  Sleeplessness makes me short on patience.  I tried SO HARD - but my son kept PUSHING.  He knocked his baby sister over a kazillion times, he opened the fridge and left it open, he wouldn't eat his meals, he wanted to watch too much TV, he got greek yogurt all over my couch.  OMG the list goes on and on and on.  I decided we needed to get out of the house so we went to the library.  We were having a great time!  They have a room there called the discovery center.  They set up a new theme every couple of months and the kids get to go and play in this educationally themed room.  My daughter (who started walking yesterday YOU GO GIRL!!) was pushing around a toy shopping cart and my son was putting the pretend groceries in her basket.  It was really sweet.  Well, there was this older boy there - I'd say 5 or 6.  He was a COMPLETE bully.  He kept saying smart ass crap to my son, but I just waited to see what my son would do.  The kid's father was a complete waste of flesh - he just sat on a chair at the end of the room and read a book.  This kid kept telling my son he was doing things wrong (which is insane because it's a PLAY area).  He had a really nasty and mean tone in his voice.  Then this kid looks at me and says "you're not supposed to be here, you're not a kid".  OMG that pissed me off.  REALLY?  Smart mouthing an adult?  That shit would NOT fly in MY house.  I told him he was a rather opinionated boy and he agreed that he was.  I was starting to really get irked.  If my child had said something like that I would have been on it like white on rice.  Then the straw that broke the camel's back.  My son sometimes drools when he is really concentrating on something.  Well, he drooled a little bit on the toy cash register.  Not a lot - and I was going over to wipe it off with a baby wipe.  This bully came over and grabbed the toy and yelled really loud "Don't SLOBBER on the toys - you're gross."  OH MY GOD, my Mama bear instinct kicked in and I told the kid he was NOT to talk to my son that way.  The kid's dad STILL did nothing, so I told my son we were leaving and I said in a loud voice "Colin, when a bully pushes you around the best thing to do is just turn around and walk away.  The rule in our house is to always be nice (it really is - it's written on a list of rules on the hallway wall) but SOME people don't know HOW to be nice.  That is when you have to really remember to ALWAYS be nice - even to people who are not nice to you.  Ok, so maybe I wasn't following my own rule, but I was FURIOUS!  I swear, I have NEVER been that angry at a stranger in my LIFE!
     After that horrible experience, we checked out our books and I decided to take the kids to the carousel to have a little fun.  We did have a great time.  Since we were close to hubby's work and he got out in an hour I decided to wait downtown and pick him up.  To kill time we walked to the running store and I talked with the guy there and figured out what my next pair of running sneakers will be.  He helped me find the right shoes for the way I run - it was really great.  Then it started.  My daughter.  She started screaming and she didn't stop for TWO HOURS!  She was ok if I held her but the SECOND I put her down it was like the earth had spun off of it's axis and we were hurtling toward impending doom.  It was bad.
     We finally got home and I just gave everyone leftovers for dinner and put them both to bed an hour early.  I left for the gym.  Realized when I had gotten there that I had left my water at home.  UGH - oh well.  Luckily I had a warm bottle of water that I had gotten earlier but had forgotten to drink it.  It was warm but it worked.  I get to my first lift and put on my headphones.  What is the first thing I hear?  "Battery is low".  Of COURSE it is.  Thankfully it didn't die until I was on my last rep of my last set.  Then I get out to the car and it had rained and of COURSE I was parked in the lowest part of the lot - I had to walk through a lake to get to my car.  PHEW - ok, bitchfest is over.  Tomorrow can only be better right?  Sorry for complaining about everything - but it seriously was a rough day!  My ipod is charging, I'm about to take a shower and then have some hot tea, then head to bed!  Tomorrow is my 20 minute run. YIKES!  I'm seriously scared!

Thanks for reading - even in my grouchiest hour!!!  -Monica