Last week, I had a crummy day. Lost my debit card, got into a fight with a lady at the bank and both LOs were being horrible and not listening to me at all while I was trying to get that stuff taken care of (as well as the rest of the day as well). Unfortunately, I took out my frustration on them and screamed at them. A lot. Then I went home, made them stay in their room and just cried.
Yesterday, nothing horrible happened, other than the LOs being really bad at the grocery store. By the time DH got home, I was trying so hard to hold it all in because I know he doesn't want to come home to all that mess after a long day at work. After I made dinner and gave everyone their food, I went to my room without eating and just cried again.
I eventually got myself together enough to go back and eat but poor DH doesn't know how to handle my emotions. I told him I refuse to take the kids to the store now. I will only go shopping by myself after he gets home. I can't handle the stress of shopping with them, not to mention I can't get my belly around those car cart things at the checkout line.
I guess I'm just venting. I hate feeling so frustrated and helpless sometimes. I find myself second-guessing if I can handle 3 kids (I know I can, it's just in moments of weakness). Ugh, I can't wait for these hormones to somewhat balance out.