Monday's Are Never Dull.

Today was Monday.  Usually I have a mental breakdown and finish the day screaming and yelling and pulling my hair out.  This Monday went much better than usual.  I have a theory about Monday's and how they are the bain of my existence.  Basically we spend all weekend with Daddy Cakes home and then he leaves us.  For eight hours straight some Mondays.  Some Mondays, like today, he comes home for an hour lunch break.  This transition from Daddy home all day to Daddy gone all day, seems to put a negative spin on every ones attitude.

This Monday, however, seemed to go better than any Monday in the past two months!  I think the biggest change is we now have swimming lessons on Mondays.  Monster get's so excited to put on his swim suit and play on the climbing structure before lessons, and tells me he wants to go swimming, he NEEDS to go swimming, and then five minutes into the swim lessons...he is screaming and crying for me.  This in only our second week and after enduring two half hour classes of him calling "I need you Mommy! I need you!", trying to climb out of the pool and repeating over and over "I need OUT, I need OUT!" with me feeling guilty, judged, and indecisive about whether I should pull him out of the pool and rescue him or not despite the instructors disapproval, I decided we needed to go to the pool as a family.  Over the weekend I drug Daddy Cakes and Monkey to the pool and hoped it would get some of the fears/stressors/whateverthehellisfreakinghimout out of the way so he can enjoy swim lessons.  It seemed to help somewhat since it was over fifteen minutes before he started crying today.  Hopefully Wednesday will go over even better.  But I keep saying to myself "If he doesn't do well this week, maybe we can get a refund."  But when do you jump in and save them from the unknown and when do you let them learn independence?  Even if it is the hard way?

Today was also filled with a lot of funnies.  Here are a few to maybe put a smile on your face as we end this not-so-horrible of Mondays:

Daddy Cakes was on the phone and said "Oh crap!".  Monster immediately repeated "Oh crap." in such a nonchalantly way that I nearly fell over laughing.

Monster was not playing nice with Monkey and I was asking him to share.  This didn't seem to be helping so I told Monster "Hey, Monster, you are not listening to me!" and he replied "Nope!".

Monkey and I were playing in the bathtub and he kept throwing toys out.  "Uh-oh" I would say as he tossed them over the edge.  He started giggling then would say back to me "Oh-oh!" and laugh and laugh as he threw the toys out!  He now says Oh-oh, mama, yes, no, get-it, and thank you.



Hope your Tuesday goes well!

Cheers,

M.