Refocus

I have nothing scrappy to share tonight.
I feel like I'm being tested in a motherly way. And the last couple of days, I feel like I've been failing that test.
Today I locked myself in the bathroom at one point, went outside and counted to 100, and then 200, and then 300, and probably would have gotten to 4375, still steamed, if the kids hadn't found me, lol. It was a rough day.
But earlier tonight I made some cookies, and everyone went to bed with smiles, sugary though they may have been, and tomorrow I am going to try and start over renewed, refreshed, and on the right track.
I know this is the way it goes with little ones sometimes, but I still have that anxiety sometimes that I'm sending them down the wrong path and that I'm the world's worst mommy.
In the end, I really think we three ladies spend far too much time together and that once school starts and other things are going on, things will be much easier.
We are T-minus 27 days to test that theory, and I'm okay with missing the rest of August in order to test that theory, lol.
June and July went by really fast with swimming lessons and camping trips, but the trailer was unpacked, and then the weather cooled, and we lost our momentum I guess. I heard a rumor that it'll get to 100 degrees on Wednesday, so I'm hoping a healthy does of popsicles and the kiddie pool will revive all spirits and we'll get back on track.
In the meantime I can't help but wonder...... why was it so hard for them to clean their room? Because that's all I asked them to do.

Good witch or Bad witch? Today, it was a little of both. At least Daddy will be home tomorrow. I need my Co-Captain of this little ship.

bah.

Chin up.
Shoulders back.
Measly chest. out.

Laundry. fold.

Carry on.

:)