Somewhere between sleepy and conscious, I hear that pesky alarm clock, beckoning me to get out of bed. As the comfort of my bed tugs at me to stay, I grudgingly raise myself and walk like a zombie into the kitchen to prepare and sip that cup of wake-up that gets me going. Yes, I’m a coffee addict. That has been the story of my life for a very long time. However, since having my second child last December, I have been searching for other alternatives that could be more beneficial to my overall health and give me the boost that I need to help get through my busy mommy day.
I am heartbroken. I spent the past two days actively trying NOT to listen to the news, read posts on Facebook, or watch any videos. I purposefully avoided the men in my family. How can I look them straight in the eyes without breaking down? As I tried to explain to my two-year-old why tears were streaming down mommy’s face, I looked at her with a feeling of helplessness.
“Mommy, play Nutcracker!” Mila squealed from the back seat of our SUV. That may seem like an adorable request to you, but after 3 hours on the road, 2 actual plays of the entire Nutcracker Suite, and asking me 100 times, it caused me to rub my temples and sigh. That’s it. I can’t take it anymore. I flat out refused. “We’re going to listen to something else, baby.” Que cry face (sans tears) and sobbing. Not this time, I’m sticking to my guns. I gave her a snack and her leapfrog pad and called it a win for mommy.
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