good mommy/bad mommy

Monday was one of those days I wish I could erase from my motherhood repertoire.

I didn't sleep well the night before and when the time came, I just wasn't ready to be mommy. I was grumpy.

Jake woke up screaming and didn't let me out of his sight all day.

Ana was naughty. Her disobedience is pretty typical; I just was in no mood to deal with it.

This didn't help:


I swear I only left them alone in the kitchen for a few minutes while they "ate their snack." Surprisingly, I didn't yell. I accepted my fate and gave them each two baths. The juice incident that happened later, I wasn't quite so calm.

Yesterday I was determined to have a better day.

(Ana was still pretty naughty.)

She had dance pictures in the afternoon, so she got all dolled up.

Afterward we ran into a craft store to get something. A lady gave Ana a quarter to buy a gumball. "Anything for a beautiful little girl," she said. Then she said to me, "They grow up so fast. Don't sweat the small stuff." It was just what I needed to hear.

I'm going to Women's Conference tonight. I am excited. Thrilled actually.

I know I'll be a better mommy when I get back.