I am about to be the best. mom. ever. You see, I am having a rough day. Can you see it? See that twitch in my eye? I'm tired, and your youngest sister has me on my last thread of patience. So, I'm telling you that. Laying it out there. Cause I'm the best. mom. ever. I'm giving you a head's up. You'll know to either avoid me for a bit, or handle me gingerly. *few more eye twitches followed by a forced smile not anywhere NEAR all the way up to my eyes*
Wasn't that nice of me? They appreciate it, as well. Funny how they clear a quick path on those days so as not to get between me and the coffee pot.
With all the healing that has gone on, we have also been able to pinpoint some patterns to the bad days/weeks. We are just now entering one. But we're aware of it. We're talking about it. Addressing possible triggers.
I'm drinking lots of coffee, and hoping my child can follow my lead above and just let us know when it's time to step out of the way for a bit.
I doubt we're there YET, but a girl can dream. Don't spoil it for me. Laugh quietly amongst yourselves.