While naptime is usually a welcomed relief from days like this, yesterday's nap did not provide much relief, as she only napped for 50 minutes as opposed to her usual 2 hours, thus resulting in a tired and fussy toddler on top of the whining wrecking ball that I already had. Joy.
I realize motherhood and parenting in general cannot be filled with perfect days and angel-like children... in fact, those days are the rare ones. This truth doesn't alter the fact, however, that those less-than-perfect days make me want to cry and hide in my room for the entire afternoon, pretending that I am not a mother. This is even more the case while enduring pregnancy = a tired, sore body and raging hormones.
I can say that there was at least a pleasant intermission to my toddler's "off-day" when daddy came home and we took a trip to the Pumpkin Patch. That place truly delighted her...
Of course, her delight in the Pumpkin Patch also meant her utter disapproval and breakdown upon leaving. So for a short hour of my day, I got some relief from my emotional child, then it was back to mood swings and whining.
It's all a part of a parent's day-to-day, I realize. Days like this cause me to seek the wisdom of Solomon who wrote, "Do not be quickly provoked in your spirit, for anger resides in the lap of fools" (Ecc. 7:9). It's far easier to get provoked and angry, even if it's towards a toddler who is just trying to learn the ways of her world while making a mess of things. Instead in response I must lean on the Holy Spirit for that fruit of patience which he promises, and attempt to not be a "fool" of a mother. Lord, grant me strength.
So far today, Charity has been a bit more pleasant... I'll pray it lasts, and be thankful for the trade-off.