Never Again.

Today I made a grave miscalculation and overestimated my abilities as a mother and as a person. 

I thought I could handle taking both kids to see Santa, by myself. “Oh yeah! I can totally handle it. I’ll just run them over there at 3 p.m. when Santa arrives, we’ll take a picture, and be home in time for dinner!”

Um, no.

If you are reading this, DO NOT DO WHAT I DID. It was horrible, we did not meet Santa Claus, my children were sad and cranky and I felt a little bit like a frantic frazzled failure of a mother. I was totally unprepared for the throngs of people, and I do mean masses, that apparently had the same idea I had. So our afternoon that started out like this …

My sweet little elves!

Ended up like this.

Pissed off.

Pissed off.

Extremely pissed off.

Thankfully, I have access to modern technology and while we were stuck in absolutely the Worst Traffic Ever I was able to order a pizza and pick it up on our way home. And since I have little boys who love to eat, their crankiness was quickly resolved.

WHEE!

 Admittedly, I hit a mothering low today during an epidose where a crazy nutjob zoomed around our car, cut us off and then had the audacity to flip me the bird. And I immediately without thinking flipped HER off and yelled “EFF YOU!!!” before snapping out of it and remembering there were children in my car and then I got very quiet for a really long time.

I blame it on the pregnancy hormones. And the stress. There was a screaming kid in the car. We were in gridlock. WE DIDN’T GET TO SEE SANTA. So I forgave myself, and now I’m just kind of hoping that everyone can forget and never, ever do “what Mommy did that one time in the Worst Traffic Ever.”

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One thought on “Never Again.

  1. We always take the kids to see Santa the day after Thanksgiving. I know it sounds absolutely insane, but there is NEVER a line to see Santa (I don't do lines with 3 kids). Plus, if you take them to the Bass Pro Shop, it's free! A little late now, but keep it in mind for next year.

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