yesterday i had myself a good long cry.
absolutely NECESSARY in the "i just had a baby" process.
where i vowed to give up wonder woman status,
and face the fact that i have three kids.
one of them a newborn.
and some days those things are hard all together.
and i just can't control any of it.
the three week meltdown came a week late.
i was beginning to think i was going to be able to skip it.
i chalk it up to sleep.
i'm getting more of it.
brennan wore only underwear,
until i remembered he had preschool.
in ten minutes.
i handed him his toothbrush and a quesadilla in a plastic baggy.
and sent him off.
max was in a diaper until two.
it just felt good to let everything go.
and have it be alright.
to get absolutely nothing accomplished.
my mom showed up with subway BMT's,
and a bag of popsicles.
i let my kids try every flavor twice.
and then had one for myself.
it all just felt really good.
especially the crying part.
a cleanse of sorts.
like some kind of right of passage.
bring on the take out:)