You scream, I scream. Eventually, we laugh.
There are days like today when I feel like a bad mom. I feel impatient. I feel at wit's end. Sometimes I feel like I've exhausted every option I can think of to change a situation whether it be Ayla running from me when we get home rather than come inside or how to get her to be still for 30 seconds to change her diaper. We had to run to Target for diapers this evening, which was an ordeal, let me tell ya. First, Ayes leaked through a pair of stupid pull-up training pants (which she hadn't even been wearing for more than an hour!) and refused to hold still long enough to let me change her. Kicking, rolling, standing and jumping, letting her whole body go limp. Stern mommy voice. Held her kicking feet. She screamed, I screamed back. She didn't like that, so she pinched my lips shut. I tried not to laugh. Finally made it through the whole getting changed bit. And then came time to go to the car. She love to make ...