Mostly because of this one:
We’ve been dealing with tantrums for a while now but these have been different: red in the face, almost hyperventilating, never ending tantrums that are almost hilarious in their excess.
On the plus side I have one child who doesn’t ever try to hit me or make me want to hide in a closet eating my feelings in Christmas candy.
That may be the only upside to this cold weather though, because right now it feels like this winter is going to be miserable and last FOREVER. Like straight up Games of Thrones level winter misery (and I live in Virginia for God’s sake, I know I’m a huge wuss, I normally don’t mind cold weather and actually usually love winter, but cold weather with a newborn and a toddler feels like this:)
I know, I know. That makes me a literal Grinch. Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE Christmas, like fanatical, almost annoying levels of loving Christmas. I used to hate when my mom took down decorations and would have happily had her leave them up until Valentine’s Day. Even before kids as an adult I used to be fine leaving Christmas up for as long as possible. But when you have kids and the house is already cluttered with their crap, there’s something about all of the Christmas crap that just completely loses its charm at midnight on the 25th. It goes from magical winter wonderland to CLUTTER, like a spell wearing off.
So down it all went and my goodness did that feel good, like almost endorphins after a long run good.
I also have managed to organize my medicine cabinet and spice drawer, so EXCITING times over at our household, lemme tell you.
The good news is that Ryland starts back up preschool next week (once a week) and my sweet and always super helpful mom is going to take her a couple days this week (R is currently on an 8 day stretch which means I am a single parent from wake up until bed time every day all day) which will help preserve all of our sanity.
And winter will end eventually….