OMG, worst birthday ever. In fact, worst day I've had in a looooooooong, long time. Mia and I fought pretty much all day. Nap attempt was a failure and a total scene. Then bedtime came and she fought me on going to bed for 1 hour and 45 minutes. (Any wise words about this craziness? It's been ramping up for the last couple of weeks, and in the past few days, her resistance to going to bed has increased exponentially and it's driving me up the wall. What to do????) A few times during the battle, I left her in her room to her own devices (music, books, monkey business) because I was seriously about to hurt her.
: I'm glad I had the control to remove myself from the situation, but why did it get to that point? I'm the parent... why did I let it get so out of control?
Anyway, I talked to John on his way home and told him all about how awful my day was, and the dear, dear man had mercy on me and "gave" me one of my birthday gifts over the phone. He told me he booked a massage, a facial AND a pedicure for me at the spa right by our house. He booked these treatments for me this Saturday, which also happens to be HIS birthday. He went on and on about how much I sacrifice for our family and for him and he wanted to clearly show me how much he sees that, and he can take a day off for his birthday anytime, and that I NEEDED a break asap.
I wept on the phone as soon as me said "massage" and it really did help my mood a lot. He finally got home at 10:00 and we ate a pizza that I ordered (he picked it up on his way home) which was just another disappointment because they didn't' get the order right, so we paid $21 for a pizza that we didn't even care for.
Oh, and he also got me a bottle of some yummmmmmmmy smelling perfume (Betsy Johnson) and I love it. So, bad birthday was turned around a bit by the prezzies. And the thought of an entire afternoon at the spa in a few days will get me through the week. No doubt.
And it really is amazing what a good night's sleep can do for one's outlook. My very first thought this morning upon waking was, "it's a new day. yesterday is over. yay!"
for everyone who needs it. I gotta get Jett down for a nap and my cleaning lady will here any minute and the house is wrecked.