Mama Monday

Week of January 22, 2018

I really wanted to entitle this “Monday was Shit” or “Shit Shit Shit Monday” or “Oh, Shit! It’s Monday,” but I didn’t think that would be appropriate. I can’t even remember at this point what made it so awful in the beginning. I was on the verge of my moon’s blood and each time my emotions decide how it’s going to go. Some I cry a lot, some I hate the world, others I’m just mean. This one teetered on the edge of depths of despair.

I even wrote about that:

Emotional disarray,

Phases like waves wash over me.

I don’t know when the tide will pull them out.

The moon has no effect.

What is it that causes my soul to dive down

And be swallowed so?

My three year old peed the bed at nap time. My dinner was disgusting. I’ll be the first to admit when something I cook isn’t edible. I also bought cheese dip from Earth Fare ( I love ALMOST everything from there), but the smell alone of this cheese dip sent me gagging. I heated it up thinking maybe it was just because it was in the jar but then that foul smell infected my kitchen. Everything from that night was thrown out or washed. And as I gathered the babies and marched them up the stairs for bedtime routine, my littlest is crawling up the stairs with explosive diarrhea trailing down her legs. Shit. Shit. Shit. Fitting ending to the day.