Laura's post this week on "Mean Mommy" really caught my attention because that is something I struggle with. It's HARD to be the Mean Mommy, even when you know you need to. I am finding the "terrible threes" to be so much more challenging for me that the infant months. Oh, I think I am in for terrible trouble with the teenage years!
Tuesday morning was rough for us. Two cranky kids, countless tears and tantrums, all before 8am while rushing to get out the door to get to work on time. I said something to the ladies at daycare during dropoff, and they said, "Well, at least your're still smiling..." My reply: "Well, yeah. I'm going to work!" Sometimes daycare does seem like such a blessing. And I did my best not to feel even a little bit guilty for being glad to drop them off with someone else that morning!
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I can't even tell you how many mornings we have had with double tantrums! That is why the 2s seem to be kicking our butts. When Jon is gone, I turn on Dora for them to watch while I change clothes and brush teeth and get suited up just so I stop the insanity.
Don't scare me away from the 3s :) 2s are hard enough around here.
I totally hear you on this one. There is just something about getting a break that is very, very important sometimes.
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