Friday, January 15, 2010

Tiny Break

And sometimes, the clouds part and you breathe and your are thankful that there are people around you to prop you up and give you a break and find your sanity.

The last week or so has been, as you can well tell, a bit trying. The lying. The endless temper tantrums. The refusal to poo on the pot. The picky eating. The mouthy mouthiness.

My salvation, on weeks like this, is school. Sweet, fabulous, glorious four hours on my own. There are school days when I miss her - yesterday was not necessarily one of those.

I dropped her off at school, warned her teacher about her obsession with the potty, and went on my merry way.

I joyfully cleaned our bathrooms. I showered with music blaring. I went shopping at Macy's - I fondled the sheets and towels, I browsed the home goods slowly, I breezed through the toddler section.

I rode the escalator without worrying about tripping or falling or bloody faces.

I went to Toys-r-Us and bought clothes for next season for the little lady. I didn't worry about bribing her with a 29 cent pencil or bubbles or having to reshelve the puzzle section.

I had my hair done - cut and colored. I read Cincinnati Magazine, sipped a cup of calming tea and indulged in a complimentary mini facial.

After such wonderfulness, I brought lunch to Genna, who picked Addie up from school to give me an extra hour of silence. We chatted and briefly visited and then I packed up Miss Thang and we headed off for her 2 1/2 year old check up and flu shot.

You would think that this would be a bad way to end the afternoon, but Addie loves, adores, worships her pediatrician. She was measured (37.7 inches), weighed (31.4 lbs) prodded and examined. She's looking good.

She was given the flu mist and we learned that while she can blow her nose like a champ, she does not get the concept of sniffing. She picked out her sticker (My Little Pony - thanks a ton Kate) and passed out in the car. She napped until 5:15 while I dozed on the couch...and at 6:15 she went to GG's house so I could exercise and run to the store.

It was like a mini-kidcation.
I breathed.
I sang in the car (for some reason I sang "I fought the law and the law won..." I have no idea why).
I shopped in silence. I sat in silence. I fell in love with silence.

Thank god for those people who give you a break...


Gibby said...

Hooray for breaks!!!!! So glad you enjoyed it. Take advantage of them. I feel like I am a much better mommy when I have them. I remember when my first was born and her pediatrician told me that she prescribes 3 to 4 hours a week away from the baby for the moms. I looked at her like she was nuts, but now I get it.

~Laura said...

Oh good for you! With a 2 year old, you need those more than ever!