Manic Mondays

As Ryan walked out the house this morning he's all handsome in his professional clothing (not covered in puke) and looks at me with his cute blue eyes, "I wish I could stay home today. It's raining and I'd love to just hang at home with you guys." I looked at him and said, "Honey...I love you, that's sweet but You have no idea."

Mondays...they not only have a sting in the regular working world, but they also can make you want to pull out your hair if you're staying at home with your little ones. Why? you ask. WELLLLLLL All weekend your kiddos' have had the attention of both parents. Going out, getting stimulation, not necessarily taking their full naps because we are sharing special FAMILY MOMENTS. By Sunday night, little ones are exhausted with the SUPER fun weekend they had.
Monday arrives. Daddy leaves. In my world...Mommy is outnumbered: 2 to 1. By 9:30 I've changed 4 diapers, two poopy ones that were so bad I had to take them directly outside. When I come back in after 10 seconds, Brayden has Caleb in some kind of WWE body slam. Caleb is crying, so Brayden cries even harder. Even the magical juice that always makes Brayden happy is thrown across the kitchen (I'm so happy that he has the arm of a MLB pitcher). Juice on the floor, Brayden in time out and Caleb begging me for a bottle. And all I need to do is pee. So I'm screaming from the bathroom for Brayden to stay in time out and then switching to my soothing voice, Caleb, mommy is coming with a bottle. ACK!!!! This sequence goes on again in a different format, and I decided that Brayden is acting crazy because he's simply tired. As I'm taking him upstairs, looking somewhat like a cavewoman bringing home her prey, I remember that last Monday was like this and we had to have a double nap day.
AHAH!! MONDAYS!! They are so tricky. You come from having such an amazing weekend that maybe all the bad behavior has been stored up for Monday morning between 6am-12pm. So it's official...Mondays are tough. Two naps might be quite necessary in a toddler's world. I won't plan on cleaning the house until the afternoon nap (what's the point).
For all you mama's of one little guy under the age of a year and you're dying to have another one because all those sweet little moments you're sharing right now,  I say PREPARE YOURSELF. Don't get me wrong, the second little guy is the most amazing thing in the world, but you forget that when you have the little one, another human has been growing in the mean time and wants even more of your attention. When they don't get it: BOOM!!!!gallons of milk on the kitchen floor (haylee), babies you thought were sleeping are covered in poo (Niki), your kids are playing in the toilet (Jen), or my favourite, they are throwing around all the laundry you just spent an hour folding.
Here's the irony though. All Brayden has to do is give me a kiss after, or even better, give Caleb a kiss after and I'm back to square 1, putty in his hands.
I'm starting to think that motherhood is a kind of like that really ridiculous high school relationship we all have had ;)
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