Success story

I have finally redefined success. Truly, redefining success is the key to happiness. And today, I had a huge success.

I took both kids, alone, to Target. It was a very successful trip.

Yes, the baby was covered in horrible, stinky poop that leaked through his pants, but no one else seemed to notice. I think it only got really bad in the car on the way home. Sure, I cracked open fruit snacks and cereal I hadn't paid for yet to keep Isis quiet. Admittedly, I spent over $100 that I don't have on things we didn't need. I guess I also have to fess up that I left a brand-new, unopened bottle of water in the cart and drove off without it.

But, that's it! The baby was happy. Isis was happy. I watched other people dragging screaming toddlers and thought, "I have been there, but not right now." Isis was well behaved. The baby was thrilled to sit and mush cereal all over himself in the cart. I even tried on clothing. Isis and Orion sat calmly in the cart and waited for me. I asked Isis if she was being a good girl from inside the dressing room and her response was, "yes, I'm staring at people." A girl after my own heart.

I bought a shirt I liked. I bought a purse I liked. I enjoyed spending time with my children. I felt calm. I felt happy. There weren't any arguements. Truly a success!!!

And I need one. Boy, do I need one!

My life lately has been a huge mess. I've been struggling at work. I am home today because I need to find a new nanny to replace our unreliable one. I start back to school for another grueling schedule next week. I believe that my family and friends are all a little ticked at me for trying to work with my husband. My husband has been cheating on me. And my house is truly, truly a mess. I'm trying to do everything at once and far from being appreciated, everyone is just a bit irritated with me and expecting more from me. I just really, desperately needed a win.

So, thank God for a period of really wonderful behavior from both my kids. This makes up for a lot.