Well.
Well. I was getting on here to start a thread titled "feeling like a failure". Before hitting "new post" I thought, "hmmm...has that sticky always been here?". Glad I read it first.
It has been rough around here lately. Today was rough x10. Tomorrow is scheduled to be crazy, including hosting company (ahem...apparently you've seen my house) and also happens to be my son's fifth birthday.
Today I yelled. I was yelled at. I felt very angry towards my baby for being so needy and for not sleeping. I felt guilty for feeling angry. I walked into a neighbor's home that looks like a magazine spread (totally spotless, perfectly decorated...and she had two young boys). Then I walked back into my home (you described it well) and made a dinner that my children refused to eat.
I'm even now feeling like a bad mom because I don't get the quivering lip and apology from my child when I'm upset with him. He clams up and gets mad.
(Gah! I can't even be encouraged without beating myself up for not having it all figured out.
) I'm so weary. And still crying.
Thank you for those timely words. I will read them again and again.
ETA: while writing this I burned the birthday breakfast muffins because I though I'd set the timer, but had not.
It is just not my week.