Sunday, April 17, 2011
I'm having a rough day today. I should be enjoying a day with my girls while Jeff is fishing, but nothing has been going right. I didn't get to go to church - which I desperately need because I've worked in the nursery two weeks straight and I need to be spiritually fed - because after I dropped off the girls in their classrooms, I heard screaming from the hallway outside the auditorium. I had a feeling it was my kid. And it was. I attempted to get her back in her classroom and I was able to listen to the sermon for about 5 minutes before the teacher came and got me. So we left. And JJ wouldn't take a nap today no matter how hard I tried. And she NEEDS it because she had her birthday party yesterday and she's coming off of a sugar high so she's really cranky. I need to think of something for the next 8 hours until my wonderful husband returns home so I don't feel like I'm giving up on motherhood today and my girls feel loved. It's HARD right now. I wanted to cry in church because everyone was looking at me and none of them understand. At least I didn't break down crying like I did last month at Party City when M pulled all of the balloons out of the bins and spread them all over the floor and the snotty moms gave me dirty looks and muttered to themselves that "she should really clean that up". I love the people at my church so I didn't feel exactly the same as the Party City day when I wanted to shout: "JUST BUY YOUR CRAPPY JUSTIN BIEBER BALLOONS AND GO! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO HAVE A KID WITH AUTISM!"