Today has been difficult.
I really really REALLY struggled with life today. With housework. With motivation. With eating healthily. But mostly with being Mum.
You know the days, where the baby has been up screaming every twenty minutes since half past ten last night and hasn’t stopped since and the toddler got up and started acting like someone took shit in her cornflakes and only go worse from there. There’s still enough chocolate to sink a ship, just what I need when I’m fighting the battle of the flab. The kitchen looks like a pack of wild bears have been in and raided the cupboards (although I take full responsibility for the chocolate wrappers). And because the baby was up so was I. I do not cope well on no sleep.
Today has been awful. Connie has been acting like a little madam recently but with no sleep last night it is so much more difficult to deal with.
The worst thing is, I know how I could’ve made it better. Go outside! I know that Connie is much easier to cope with when we’re out doing something. AND she goes to bed early because you’ve tired her out. I’ll never learn.
Tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow I will be better.