Kacysunshine's Journal

today has seriously been one of those days.

a day where you have to muster up every single ounce of patience left inside your body so as not to punch a wall or throw something at a window. not to mention doing that so as not to harm your child by accident.

the dog shit on the carpet, the cat threw up all over the place and my son has been into EVERYTHING. as soon as i turn around he proceeds to spill his milk everywhere and when i run to clean it up, he's into something else as fast as i can blink an eye. he knows what he can't get into. and he's there regardless, knowing i'm over the edge. it's funny how kids just know what buttons to push.

this is how my day as been EVERY single minute.

i have been trying to clean so i can atleast have a break from that this weekend, but it's really no use. toys, dog hair, cat food and hair, it all creeps right back up within seconds of trying.

i should be with my massage therapist right now, but i could not find a single person to watch my son while i ran out for 2 appointments, so i cancelled both. and my body aches, i have had a migraine since mother's day and i just feel like crying. at this point im absolutely lethargic.

my husband calls me from work to find me in a state of madness. crying hysterically, pregnant, hormonal, freaking exhausted and at the breaking point. I love how men handle these situations. they can't. ever. it really is useless to try to relenquish any sorrow you may have on to your partner for support as he just says, aww poor baby, it will be okay.  and really, how the bloody hell do you know if it will be okay!?!?!?!?!?! your sitting your ass at work in your office while i unload the dishwasher for the 100th time this week.

over and over again i try and tell myself that it really will be okay. and i'm sure it will. but my god, when do we as mother's ever REALLY get a break?!? 

the only comic relieft i have had all day is watching my neighbor go pick up her mail in the most hideous outfit i have ever seen. it consists of some sort of moo moo dress and bright red slippers. and something so god awful on her head. i bet she's right where i am.

laughing out loud, probably because i'm seriously mental.

oh and an update on my goal to start a creative business. i moved it back to 0%. no time whatsoever, barely enough time to live let alone be creative.