Mommy Meltdown

Many blogs you may read are probably filled with

perfect stories about perfect children and their perfect mommies.

If you are looking for any such stories here today,
you may want to click away now. 

You have been warned...

Some days your kids push your buttons, and you just let it roll off your back.

Some days you may be cranky for no reasons.

Once in a blue moon elements will collide and create a perfect storm.

Today was such a day at our house.

I woke up slightly angry this morning.  I blame this on the fact that it's freezing outside and my house is a mess. Hope as I might I have come to the dismal conclusion that no one is coming to clean it for me.

Not that I enjoy complaining about my hubby, but how many times do I have to be fired/quit before I don't have to do anymore taekwondo paperwork?  I have more than enough work to keep me drowning without TKD stuff.

Keep in mind my bad attitude and I will tell you all of the gory details of how the meltdown came about.

I was heading upstairs to get Isabelle ready for taekwondo.  She hasn't been in a week, so Soungsik was insisting she go today.  As I pass William's room and realize that he is rebelling against his nap my patience level goes down about 25 points (on a scale of 100).  By this point in the afternoon my I only at about 30 patience points left - 5 more left to.  As I am getting Isabelle ready she's starts going on and on about how she doesn't want to go.  Then she tells me "I shouldn't have told you my leg feels better after my shots." WHAT? 
Are you saying you are premeditating lies to your mommy right now?

There goes the last 5 patience points.  Whatever you do Isabelle - don't push anymore buttons!  Then she goes over to her closet and says in a most frumpy and complaining voice "I have a really bad life!"

At this point I feel like I just got slapped in the face.  I am staring around the room looking at piles of stuffed animals and toys.  I begin thinking "yes, yes, you have spoiled her rotten!"  That's when I had my complete meltdown.  All patience was gone - in fact we are now in the negative numbers on our point scale.  That is when I inform Isabelle that there are children who actually have hard lives, and she isn't one of them.  I also declare that I will be taking away ALL of the toys in her room and giving them to truly needy children.

After a  few garbage bags...

And much much weeping and wailing,

my point has been made.

I am feeling better - but I don't think Isabelle is.

She came and apologized profusely.

Since she was so sincere I told her I wouldn't give all of her stuff away,

but she still isn't getting it back yet.

I hope I am not creating any major psychological damage in my daughter,

but I think it's very unhealthy to let that kind of attitude

be acknowledged as truth and grow.

Isabelle has actually been a very sweet girl today,

so I probably should have cut her some more slack.

I am really hoping that by tomorrow I will be in a better state of mind,

my family will be in a better state of mind,

and my blog will be on a more optimistic note!