Miss A’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
Despite us trying to pull a fast one on her, Miss A has picked up on the fact that big sister is not going to daycare this week, but is instead spending her mornings attending Vacation Bible School, learning rah rah Jesus songs, and getting temporary tattoos of the Southern Baptist approved variety.
To say she is not happy about this temporary arrangement is an understatement. This morning was the worse meltdown episode I’ve ever witnessed, even after surviving the “Terrible Twos” with Miss C. Pile on to the emotional trauma the fact that she is two, very two, and that she is also suffering from one heck of a vacation hangover (there were repeated requests for her Papa, who is still in Florida), and you have a recipe for a morning meltdown of the “mama is so glad she is wearing deodorant and I wonder if it would be inappropriate to drink a Bloody Mary at my desk” variety.
In other words, Miss A wants to go back to the beach and back to sleeping in and doing nothing but play all day and hang out as a family.
And you know what? I can’t blame her.
To add to my guilt, I just can’t take any more time off right now since we just returned from vacation.
Most of the time I can honestly say I enjoy being a working mom and getting out for a few hours and flexing the non-mommy portions of my brain. This morning it just downright sucked.
I know that the “solution” is not to hastily yank her from daycare, although it crossed my mind more than once this morning, or let her stay home for the day. Honestly, my work schedule couldn’t be any more flexible now that I am telecommuting half the week. Plus, Miss C also went through considerable separation anxiety at this same age so I know this is but a passing phase. And her afternoon teacher reassures me she is fine.
But it’s still hard.
- cute!
