The Me Day

So, I lost my temper yesterday. I don't think I was up for the Mommy of the Year Award anyway, but if I were, I probably blew it. It was just one of those days where everything I tried to do, B was right behind me, either undoing it, or worse...destroying it.

I yelled. Then I put him in his crib and took a much needed Mommy-Time-Out. I went and lay on my bed until I could breathe again. As I unsuccessfully tried to calm myself down,  I got resentful. I can count on one hand the times in the past year I wasn't at work, or with B or sleeping.  Hubby's been on B-free trips, and had a whole week home alone while I took B with me out of state. However, this isn't Hubby's fault. This is my fault. I can't seem to get over the guilt of dropping my son of at daycare when he doesn't have to be there.

So today, B is with Grandma, and I am at home...alone! I ran on the treadmill. I made breakfast for just me. I'm eating fresh blueberries that no one is trying to grab, spill, or choke on. I'm typing on the computer without an adorable face peeking around the screen...then mashing as many buttons as he can get his little hands on while I'm still stunned by the cuteness.

My giant plans for today you ask? I'll probably clean bathrooms. Oh! To clean a bathroom without having to worry about chemical ingestion, toilet splashing and towels being yanked from the cupboards sounds divine.

I've truly lost my mind, haven't I?