I need to put myself in a timeout. Yes. Me. Go sit on the stairs. And no talking.
This weekend I was pushed to the brink. I couldn't take the jabber jabber, the sarcasm, the teenage banter or the general noise of boys/men/anyone. So, yes. I lost it. Snapped in front of our children. Their friend in-tow included. I looked absolutely psycho.
Not my finest moment, but I am allowed. I will not beat myself up over this. In fact, I am not even apologizing for it. That may be hypocritical, but I did ask my husband to apologize to the kids and explain how psycho I have been. It will be a good bonding moment for them. Normally, I would feel much different about the behavior I displayed. But for now, I am going to allow myself the slip.