I sat here looking at the blinking cursor for a few minutes not quite sure how to properly get across my feelings about today.
I don't want to come across as cruel. Or impatient. Or naive to what my job entails.
But there's not a pretty way to say it.
IT TOOK EVERYTHING IN ME TO NOT COMPLETELY LOSE IT ON THIS CHILD TODAY.
God love her, if she isn't payback for my prissy attitude growing up.
I was that mom today.
That frazzled, defeated mom with a tantrum throwing child.
Picture it. A school cafeteria full of parents. And my five year old throwing herself on the floor in a fit of rage.
I lost count of the dirty looks I received.
But tomorrow's a new day and we're going to try again.
Hopefully it'll involve less headbutting.