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Twenty Nine Point Five

February 22nd, 2008 | girly girl, losin' it

hours. That’s how long I’ve been awake for. I never went to sleep last night. I finally went to bed at about 5am, but was in a manic whirlwind, lying down and list making until I finally got tired enough to sleep around 8am. Half an hour before Isobel’d normally wake.

That’s when I had my first cup of coffee of the day. Sure, she decided to sleep until 9:30, so I could have gotten a solid nap in, but nah. Why not just stay awake, right? Completely sane idea.

my new fave

Then after she went all destructo and I decided that the coupling of my headache, my mood swinging and overtiredness could lead to me snapping and really truly losing my shit at her if she resisted taking off the amazing, magical Dora PJs, we went to our usual playtime group. In the PJs.

You can call them the stroller brigade. You could call them better moms than I. You could even call them the reason God created women. But really, if a sixth person (whose child has perfect pigtails and a matching tight-shirt-jumper combo and was eating cantaloupe daintily with a fork while actually sitting down and at the snack table, no less!) asked me why she was wearing PJs with an eyebrow raised, I would potentially have gone bar-star/Jerry Springer on their Quinny-loving (double-wide) asses.

Yes, I am considering medication.

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  • Which is why I hated those farking play groups.
    I am lucky if I remember to brush MY hair let alone Caity's.

    I used to show up unwashed and in my sweats and Caity was the same.

    Sigh....

    I am glad Caity is in preschool now and I just ignore that lot.

  • If those bitches know what's good for them, they'll play nice. Don't they know you have an entire fan club of badass bloggers who will mount up and ride on out to set their asses straight. I'll be leading the charge. Pj's are perfectly acceptable attire. My kids and I have been in the same ones for two days. Damn. Straight!

  • meds or no meds...if the kid wants to wear her p.js...then she should wear her stinking pjs...that isn't the fight i'd pick with her, either!! i used to let my oldest son, when he was little...wear his batman costume...everywhere!! who cares! these kids have so many years ahead of them, to do what society dictates is right that...they should wear their freaking pajamas if they want!! so...way to go, you!!
    as for those women...take the cantaloupe and shove it up their asses...because, they had to fight with their kids, that morning, to get them out of their pjs, with tutus on them and their rain boots and a batman mask...they just aren't letting you know about it!!
    xoxo

  • I always understand exactly what you mean when you write it. I like that! I hope you are feeling better. I can't imagine being manic all the time. I was that way one for a few weeks in response to a medication and it was like a neon light was on in my brain all the time and I couldn't stop my body from moving. Bad bad bad.

  • All those moms self-medicate too, most with stuffing their faces with all the food they can eat. You are as good or better a mom than all of them. Please don't be hard on yourself. We all lose our shit sometimes. It's a PA day here & my kids are driving me mental & i've yelled at them at least 3 times.

  • Just kick 'em next time ... then fold up your stroller and beat them with it!

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