Against my desires, I got up and began the day. I snuggled and read to a two-year old who simply didn't want to use the toilet, even though her enthusiasm for it was so strong just a week ago. I cleaned up spilt Fruity Pebble cereal and fulfilled the multiple requests for more "nilk" along with denying multiple requests to watch cartoons. I realized that I am officially horrible at word games on my computer as confirmed by not one but two friends who have now beat me in multiple games in a row. And, I admitted to myself that I am internally conflicted about my current thoughts and feelings, and that I was mad at myself for it. All of this and it was barely 8:30.
The morning continued on. We made a plan for the day, finagled a clingy toddler to be entertained so I could jump in the shower and we got ready for our plans. I packed lunches so we could all eat a "healthy" lunch on the go rather than fast food, and we were ready to leave.
Until...I grabbed my diaper bag. It was then we realized the infestation of ants who had invited themselves into our home. We began frantically cleaning, wiping, spraying and vaccuming up the creepy crawlies while Elliana eagerly pointed out "Hi bug!" They had formed a nice formation along the wall and somehow seemed to multiply with each one that we removed.
Ironically, this was the turning point of my day. At some point among the frantic cleaning, I began to laugh. T.J. began to laugh. Amidst the cleaners, and creepy crawlers...we laughed at the irony of the day. And, just like that...my day improved.
Elliana and I met friends at the mall where we laughed and played. I spent way too much money on my munchkin and just enjoyed the life that we have been blessed with.
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