Yesterday, I asked for help..and thankful for my tribe..got it! I need a #mommytimeout.
It was a tough weekend for us.. for me. What was supposed to be a 'change of scenery' one night away, got us back to our home 7 hours later (for the 2nd time in 2 years, from the same hotel.. maybe Grace has a 6th sense at that place.. we won't be going back again!).
A night away, my H (husband) said. "A change of scenery". "We need to get away".
I've been working some overtime, so yea I put it in the budget & away we went , only 45 minutes away.. a seaside town buzzing with family vacationing for school vacation week. We got to the hotel & Grace was full of excitement - laughing & carrying on as we got to our hotel room. (She loves going into rooms, she bounces on the bed & really is truly exciting about our 'adventure'.. like any typical child). We went for an early dinner - Grace did great, ate a few bites of some pasta and chicken; she loved the garlic bread the best.. licked all the garlic & butter off the breadstick. Hey, however she wants to experience it...fine by me.
Then we heading back.. and I don't know what happened. A small bath, her rubbing her belly (indicating to us her belly hurt), and the hardest time going to sleep. She was unconsolable. She kept pinching herself, hitting her head - destructive. combative. At 9:00pm I finally went to get an enema a mile up the street - even after we gave her that she was still not going to sleep. So packed back up the car & headed home at 10:30pm.
I felt sad to watch her go through stomach pains or whatever it was to the point she wouldn't go to sleep... I was frustrated and may have expressed that to her a few times. H was frustrated too. I wasn't frustrated at her, or the fact that we had to leave - I was frustrated because this was happening again.. WE WERE JUST AT THE GI's OFFICE the day before. Come on doctors - figure it out! Is it gas? Is it a backup? Why does my daughter struggle to poop? Why does she have to go through this so frequently? It's exhausting!
But we got home at 11:30 and by 12 she was sleeping. Sunday comes & she's smiley and tired as ever.. a low key day - but my emotions were all over the place. I was frustrated & genuinely sad at myself for being frustrated at her & the situation. A #mommytimeout was necessary.. I asked for help! And good thing for my tribe.. help was there.. a few hours to myself as a friend took Grace for a few hours.. I cried, i cleaned & worked on my budget (what else is there to do?)
Today is a NEW day! I'm starting the day with excercise.. it's GOING to be better!
love,
pattie
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