Have you ever had one of those days where you just want to sit down in defeat?
Where you're so tired and overwhelmed that you can't deal with the overtired baby and the toddler who asks for a popsicle every. half. hour? One of those days where you are stressed to the limit and therefore lose all ability to parent like a normal person? Where grabbing the side of the highchair as you yell, "I can't take this! What do you want?!" seems like the only way to communicate with a ten month old baby who is so hungry he can't sleep but refuses everything? Where you are so tired that you fall asleep for an hour and awake to find your toddler has gone outside to watch her father mow while she digs in the landscaping? A day that is so bad you find yourself watching the 20/20 special on The Bachelor and The Bachelorette, two shows you never watch, just so you can feel better about yourself and your way-less-drama-infused life?
Neither do I.