Rachel and the...

Rachel and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

Somedays are like that, even in Australia.

Yesterday I was awoken at 1:03 AM.  I was in the middle of a dream about taking a family picture on a cliff and worrying my entire family was going to fall off this cliff when Zach stormed into my room.  He yells, "It is only 1:03 AM and I had a horrible dream.  I am totally freaked out and you don't even care."  He turned around and stormed back to his bed.  I was in the haze between dream and sleep and I thought, did that just happen? How am I already a bad mom when the day is only 1 hour old? I got up to check on him.  He was comfortably asleep.  When I tucked him in and gave him a kiss, I asked if he was ok.  He responded, "Yes Mom, but thanks for waking me up."  I knew then it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

When morning officially arrived, I had to get up extra early so I could take the kids to the dentist.  My eyes were stuck together, they were so dry.  The lights in the bathroom were too bright and my favorite shirt was dirty.  I was officially having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

At breakfast, I burned Molly's bagel. She wanted something else.  Zach didn't like the way I fixed his oatmeal.  Colin was in an argumentative mood already and mad that we were out of grape juice.  I mean, why can't I just go to the grocery store when we run out of something? And, I ran out of time to eat any breakfast at all.

We ended up being five minutes late to the dentist.  Two of my kids needed X-rays which cost extra.  All three had cavities and I got a lecture from the hygienist about flossing and brushing my kids teeth.  You will need to come back next week to get those cavities filled, she said.  Next week I will be in Australia.

The boys fought all the way to school, Molly was bored all morning, and my dog just wanted a walk but I had already fallen on the ice once and didn't want to go back outside.  Emmie pouted the rest of the day.  I am having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, I said.  Nobody listened.

I fell down getting off the chair lift at ski lessons in front of a lot of people and hurt my hip.  I was late for my afternoon meeting.  I ate half a bag of M&M and got a headache.  And we were out of food for dinner.  I said, I think all of our food ended up in Australia.

My kids fought going to bed.  I hate fighting. My TV shows were not on because the political State of the Union was on instead.  I hate politics.  It was a terrible, horrible, no good very bad day.

When I went to bed, my dog was still pouting and stayed with Todd.  I had to wear my penguin pajamas. My nook was not charged and my eyes had gone all burry again.  This was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

My husband said some days are like that, even in Australia.

On a good note, Molly had her third ski lesson yesterday.  Despite me causing such a graceful fall, she learned a lot.  She learned to ski parallel and turn using her ski edges.  Of course she is tethered to me, so I control her speed.  I learned the hard way that controlling her speed by skiing in a wedge behind her is much harder than it looks.  However, she is building skills a a rapid rate, despite the fact that she feels like she can take the hills herself.  We learned to ride the chairlift yesterday too.  She went up the chairlift without fear, three times by the end of the lesson.  She skied the "big" hill three times with parallel skis and turning on her edges.  It was fantastic to watch! At the end of the lesson, I let her go a little faster than I had all day.  She fell.  She let me know that next week she wanted to ski with Daddy because he would let her go fast enough that she wouldn't fall.  I let her know that she fell because she was going fast.  She felt like she knew better. And since I am so uninformed, obviously Daddy knows more than me and should be the one at ski lessons.

So my one shining moment ended on in terrible, horrible, no good, very bad moment arguing with my daughter...but at least I had one good moment in the day of horrible things!