It was inevitable, especially to those who know me well. My
pre-move meltdown – I was like my two year old sons having a tantrum – much
more adultlike, I assure you – but the tears, stress, and that fact that I was
just simply overwhelmed flowed out of me.
It all started with the boys last day at their Early
Intervention playgroup. Preface, I am an emotional, oversensitive person to
start with. So I woke up at 5:30, on the hottest spring day of the year, to
make sugar cookies for their class. My dough was chilling overnight and I
thought the morning would be cooler. Well, our house retains heat pretty well,
and the dough was melting into the granite as I rolled it. My stress level went
up a bit and I frantically summoned my husband from bed to help before the boys
were up, as I certainly didn’t want their help. We managed to get the cookies done, not my best work and I
am a baking perfectionist, but I let it slide – after all, my audience was ten
2 year olds.
So off to class we go. I didn’t realize our last day was
going to be a bit of a production. We brought flowers for the teachers, but
they made us cards, and sang us songs, and even presented me with a card that
said “you rock” because they said I was an amazing mother. The tears start
rolling and I try to pull myself together. Then I was sad because it’s my boys
last day of class – they have come so far in Early Intervention – from tiny
premature babies to little boys. This class was truly the start of their first days and last
days and their teacher has been with them since day 1. I pulled it together
again; of course, my face was bright red and teary, I don’t cry prettily.
The boys were starving after class, so I decided to get some
takeout for lunch since we have a minimum of food before the move. I ordered their favorite, and the
usually speedy takeout window took forever; then they ask me to sit and wait
for my order and then they have the nerve to forget about me. I finally call
inside and they bring out my order. I go home and discover they have forgotten
½ my order and have two starving children on my hands! After just getting the
boys inside the house, I shudder at the thought of leaving again, but they said
they would deliver it. They come to the house TWO times before getting it
right. Sigh.
My Mom called at that instant, and told me she was talking
to my brother about our house and how she hoped it had enough space for us –
really? enough space? We paid an exorbitant sum for a house and you’re worried
about space? It’s a much bigger abode that we already have, but that was the
tipping point–I just let it out and my poor Mom was the victim. If I was listening carefully, I
completely misconstrued what she was saying. But by that time I was past the
point of listening and she had to listen to it all. I cried, I ranted, anything that bothered me in the past
month came rolling out, just like a two year old, and you know what? I felt so
much better when I was done. Some days you just need that.
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