Brady went in to church this morning to lead worship while I stayed home with the kids. Rowan is getting up more in the nights than usual, and last night was particularly unpleasant, so those of us who could stay home did.
Its proved to be a fairly difficult day, and for whatever reason, I’m having trouble shaking it off. I’ve felt super selfish and guilty throughout the day, because I don’t like to just let my mood dictate my day the way it has today, but I’m trying to be honest and say that I really have failed in that department today. Some days are just harder than others, and for really no specific reason, today was one of those.
I joked with Brady a few minutes ago that, maybe if I got really loud and had a really bad attitude, maybe I’d get a lecture and be sent to bed for the night. I’m going to give it a go right away here. Or I was, until Brady told me I could go lay in bed for a rest while he got the kids supper. Yes, I know, he’s the best.
Hopefully I can get my attitude together and enjoy the last hour or two of the day before the kidlets go to bed. But before then, I’m going to enjoy my rest. I’ll adult again soon.