Rough Day

Today was a rough day. Stressful. Almost overwhelming. Exhausting. And here I am, at 10 pm, blogging.

I'm not sure why today was so rough. Nothing jumps out at me as different than normal. But today just felt long.

Dylan was a crazy man all day, constantly hanging on me, whining, disobeying. Pushing the button on that annoying Lightening McQueen. Schooling didn't go well - he just wasn't interested in any of it today. I saw a couple glimpses of what I thought was interest, but it was just the glimmer of "what naughty thing can I do next?" in his eyes.

Baby A didn't want to nap, deciding to finally nap when he should be waking up & waking up right when Dylan went to take a nap. After some play time & a bottle, baby A went back to sleep for an hour. He also managed to poop out of his diaper & all up his back before his afternoon nap. He's teething & is having crazy poop & a terrible diaper rash. I was so ready for some peace & quiet after all of that! I tried to recover from the crazy morning & tried to prepare for the long afternoon.

I had to wake Dylan up after a 2 1/2 hour nap (no wonder he was so whiny) so we could take baby A to the doctor. After the doctor it was dropping off Avon books, going to the bank, grocery shopping, hauling 2 disgruntled kids home.

Thank goodness for my fantastic husband who arrived home just minutes after I did & hauled in all the groceries for me, made the dinner that I was too exhausted to make & stayed with the boys while I finished up the grocery shopping I hadn't accomplished earlier. He was a little frazzled when I got home, but who wouldn't be after trying to put 2 active, wild boys to bed by yourself? He then retrieved all the groceries from the van for me (again!) & helped me put them away. He's a keeper!

Now I am worried about tomorrow. Will it be the same? We had such a good week last week & I can't figure out why today was so rough. I think I am heading to bed soon to pray for tomorrow to be better.