There are days where I feel like I have endless patience. I feel as though my precious little girl can do no wrong… I can read her favorite book on a loop forever and be totally cool with it. I can pick up all the food she has thrown on the floor and smile at her mischievous side. I will even play along as she tries to pull my hair. If she is not into napping I can peacefully rock her to sleep… and then there are moments where I am just … so over it! Today I am having one of those moments… Perhaps it is the fact that it has been rainy for what seems like forever. Maybe because N has been gone for a few days, possibly because I see photos of friends having fun at stampede or on summer vacations and I feel stuck at home… Whatever the reason… if I have to read one more story about how “bunny loves to play” or pick up one more piece of thrown food… well lets be honest I’m not going to do anything… I’m just not loving it today.
The worst part about not loving my time with the munchkin is knowing that all to soon I won’t have these moments with her! That’s when the guilt sets in… shouldn’t I be cherishing everything? Shouldn’t I be making the most of every moment? And then I tell myself “it’s okay… it’s okay to not love every minute!” The vast majority of time, we have a great time together and I do love it… so today I am going to cut myself some slack. Rather than clean up her massive mess while she is sleeping I am going to eat ice cream and watch Netflix. And after her nap we will see what happens!