This is mostly just a rant, so bear with me, if you please....
Thursday was a rotten day. I'd been fighting with a massive headache all day (towards 4PM it got so bad I was nauseous). My DH got home at about 545PM and got ready to take DS1 to his baseball game. DS2, DD1, and DS3 had spent the day indoors with me as the air outside was icky (we have a bunch of smoke drifiting up from Mexico and Central America and the air is just inhospitable).
. I asked DH to take DS2, DD, and DS3 to the game with him, but, of course, he didn't (sometimes, I think he's incapable of handling them on his own). So, here I am with 3 kids under three (almost 3 YO twins and an 18 month old) who are antsy 'cause they didn't get to go outside all day, and a mammoth headache.
. DS2's new thing is to beg for "nogurt" all day long and DS3 thinks I'm his walking pacifier (which, I am, but some days are better than others!). DD is so sensitive that if you tell her "No!" she wails like a banshee. I introduced them to the computer in hopes of relief...No luck. They fought over it (and you get the drift.). The baby was pulling on my shorts and crying as I tried to sort it all out. Finally, I had enough...My neck was so tense I could feel it about to snap, my head was throbbing, my stomach was going nuts...etc. I blew my top. I yelled, I screamed, I threw a pile of clothes in the corner....(thank Goodness for that!). Finally, after I scared the living daylights out of my kids, I sat down on the bed with them and cried and cried. Each kid gave me a hug and a kiss
. Of course, that made me cry more. Finally, I told them all to find their shoes. We went SHOPPING at Target 'cause I needed some stuff anyway. We got home at 930PM and DS1 and DH had just got home. DH told me to take some tylenol and go to bed. He'd take care of the kiddos. What a bad day.
Please tell me this won't scar them for life!!!!