One of the worst parts about being a single mom, is that technically I'm not one. But lately it really feels like that! With my husband's new job, it leaves me and the four kids home alone every night. We are getting into a routine and that seems to be helpful, but boy, when we are out of whack all hell breaks loose!t
Last night was one of those nights! I was trying to juggle two screaming babies and pulling apart my older two while simultaneoulsy cooking dinner. Visions of wine and prescription drugs danced in my head, but I knew that wasn't the answer. But boy was I pissed! I video taped the screaming and sent it to my husband's cell phone so that he too could get a feel for how my night was going. Productive? probably not.
So why was I so pissed at him? Mainly because he wasn't there. Mostly, because I couldn't leave! The impending snow storm only worsened my doom, thinking I would be stuck in this limbo of hell for the next few days! Dinner ended up being a "fend for yourself night" since I couldn't manage putting together anything of real nutritional value. The older boys retreated to their bedroom (can't blame them) and I spent the next four hours picking up one, consoling one, then having to do the other. At 10pm, i finally got the Poo in bed, and had time to concentrate and figure out what Mr. Mr.'s problem was. After feeding him, changing him and reading a few books, he was finally ready to settle down. It was 11:30pm. I clicked off the lights and got into bed.
When I awoke this morning, the house was quiet and a beautiful white blanket of snow was outside my back doors. Maybe it was all a dream???