Total Meltdown....why?

Sometimes I wonder how I get in some situations. We had a rough start today. We just couldn't get going. I like to blame my very pregnant body on my lack of energy to get out the door but I think we all were having a lazy day. I was determined to get out in the afternoon. We planned to head to the pool. We made it there, swam and had a great time. We sat down in the sun to have our snack and I realized I had not divided the snack into their separate containers yet. I quickly tried to move some of the crackers in Quint' s snack bowl to Russell's and he lost it. He was not in a good place to share. He is getting far too old to melt down over sharing crackers, but I could not address that now. He was screaming. We packed it up, and headed home. My 3 year old screaming the whole way, and my 2 year old, listening, and following directions perfectly.

It was a scene. I strapped him in the stroller and we walked home. He cried half the way and never even ate a cracker.

As I was pushing my stroller away, with two young boys, one screaming and my big pregnant belly, I could feel the judgement raining down on my from the other momma's at the pool. Or even worse, the college kids with no concept of what it is like to raise babies.

Usually, this would bother me. Tragically, I am a people pleaser.

But my moment was I realized...

in momma land, as with life, some days are just rough.

I realized everyone at the pool has rough days....

The only difference was mine was currently on display:)

Some days everyone wonders, how did I get here, and can I just go back to bed and start over?

But, we press on, we persevere. We do timeout, and move on to dinner.

This was very abnormal behavior for Quint and I am still not sure why he lost it.

But, sometimes I want to kick and scream because I don't want to share too.

Maybe he gets that from me:)