I'ts been one of those weeks. You know, the one where by Tuesday you are already hoping it's Friday? By Friday you wake up already defeated? By Friday at noon you're crying into your applesauce while your child (who has portrayed the devil all morning) asks if you are sad and then wants to give you a hug to 'make you feel better'. Sometimes I wish I could have the attention span of a toddler, one who gets mad and then happy within 60 seconds and forgot what he was upset about in another 30 seconds?
The crazy part is, I've had some really great moments this week too, it's sometimes hard to see the great moments when you're exhausted from lack of sleep or frustrated and embarrassed that your child acts like a bully to other children who are younger than him. This week I have been feeling the baby move which is very exciting. I had a super night out with the girls last night which, despite the lack of wine consumption resulted in some hilarious topics discussed and gut cramping laughter. Let's hope next week isn't as much of an up and down roller coaster as this week was.