Some Days Are Better Than Others

by The Momma on June 20, 2011

Most of the time, the Noodle Knobs household is a happy one, filled with laughter and silliness. Even when we’re stressed, or the tantrums are epic, or we’re sick, we usually manage to find our smiles amidst the chaos.

But.

There are those days when that’s not the case. Those days when sleep has been too rare, when too many buttons are pushed, when too many outside stresses seep in. There are those days when the only thing that brings on a smile is bedtime–for all of us.

Saturday, I wasn’t a very good Momma. I was overly tired, and every.little.thing. pushed my buttons. I was short tempered, and grouchy, and had several instances where I had to leave the Noodle with the Daddy while I left the room to calm down. I’m normally the more patient of the two of us (even the Daddy will agree), so to reach such a point for me is rare. I…don’t like it.

I know that part of parenthood is that we’re human. You don’t become a parent and just never get bothered by things your kid does (HA!). But ideally those days are few and far between. Because I much prefer laughing and enjoying the crazy antics of my family to losing my cool.

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Megan June 20, 2011 at 9:22 pm

Man, between this and your other post at RambleRamble, I feel like we are living the same life.

I’m not dealing with the sleep thing from the kid like you are. My sleep deprivation is totally my own fault for never going to bed when I should. But, I’m tired, nonetheless, and I’m weary of telling Charlotte to do the same thing over and over and over and over (ad nauseam) for every simple thing. So, I’ve been finding myself on certain occasions snapping too quickly or just grabbing the thing I want her to give me, or god forbid, grabbing HER. And then she’s screaming. I know I fucked up. And I just want to cry.

But, like you say, other days are much, much better. Hang in there. I know you’re doing a good job!

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The Momma June 28, 2011 at 9:46 pm

Oh man, the number of times I know I’ve gone into an area where I immediately think “oh shit, that was SO not necessary” is not fun. I mean, he’s a freaking toddler, my ugly mean face isn’t helping anything.

Thank god the sun rises again and we get another day to try again sometimes.

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Kate June 21, 2011 at 10:25 am

For being so small and short, it’s amazing how draining a toddler can be. I remember my mantra from the sleepless, crying-filled (by both of us!) newborn nights or the endless teething fits or the …. – “This too shall pass”. Nothing makes it easier. Just hug N.C. and take one deep sigh together.

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The Momma June 28, 2011 at 9:43 pm

You know what I think I find the hardest? I feel like the Noodle was such an easy baby that I’m not prepared for this. Or maybe it’s just that it’s hard to admit you’re being bested by a not-yet-two-year-old.

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