It's not all rainbows, and roses, and sunshine-y goodness.
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I'm fortunate to be a full-time mommy. It's a true blessing. I haven't missed a single milestone that Marcus has hit. Every day we get to play, go for jogs, snuggle whenever he wants/needs to... It's everything a full-time mommy could ever want.
Then, 4:00 p.m. hits, and we are both d.o.n.e. You see, after Marcus' afternoon nap he is nothing short of a pill. He's whiny, and clingy, grumpy, and fussy. There's rarely anything I can do to get the cranky out of him. Any and all patience I have is long gone. It drives me bonkers. And, we usually have to wait a good hour or two before Daddy gets home. Daddy is usually the only person, by this point in the day, that can make that baby happy. It frustrates me to the point I think I may seriously pull my hair out.
I count down the minutes until Scott gets home. The second Scott walks in the door I usually dump Marcus with Scott and proceed to breath.
Please, please, please tell me I'm not the only mommy who faces this.