Sometimes you feel like a...

Jerk. That's kinda how I feel tonight. I got short with Greg because Gabe didn't take a nap. For some reason, that's the hardest thing for me to deal with - I can handle the tantrums and Gabe hitting and us giving him timeouts, but when he doesn't take a nap, it seems like late afternoons and early evenings are just extremely frustrating.

I know it wasn't Greg's fault. I know I complained about not having time to get things ready for the Momma Getaway I have coming up. I know I complained about never having free time. Sometimes, dang it, I'm just a baby. Ugh.

So, I'm sorry Greg. Sorry for feeling sorry for myself and for bein' a jerk. I love you. Hope you'll always know that.