So, I'm going to be real today,
3 things are aggravating me beyond belief.
#1. Potty training Piper
I can not lie. Part of me wants to throw in the towel and let her wear diapers until High School. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I honestly did not think that it would be a battle getting my 28 month old to sit on the blasted potty. The other part of me knows that it is time to get this girl out of diapers no matter how hard it is.
Exhibit A: Two days ago, she smiled at me innocently while she peed a river on my hardwood floors. Yeah, she was in big trouble for that one.
Exhibit B: About 40% of the time, she cries when we put her on the potty.
I'm trying hard to be patient, but it really is hard. I want to pull my hair out, gnash my teeth, and hit the wall all at the same time, but amazingly enough, I have managed to keep up a façade of complete serenity. I don't know how much longer I will last, though.
#2 My house
I hate everything about my house that traditionally is the wife's job to take care.
I want to decorate. I want rugs, and curtains, and beautiful furniture. I want to display thing artfully. I want my house to ooze Pottery Barn mixed with Etsy right out the front door.
I want to be clean and organized. I am probably the world's worst housekeeper. Clutter is all I see and it drives me insane. I want to throw everything away. Everything! I don't, however think that would go over too well with my hubby. His mantra is that even if I haven't used it in 5 years, if I think I might possibly need to use it in 50, it stays.
But, I can't blame him. It really is all my own fault. When I start cleaning, I am so easily distracted. I am terrible when it comes to picking up after myself. Of course, this is not a new thing. You should have seen my room in high school You couldn't even see the floor. I want to break this cycle so bad!
#3 Me, in general
Okay, so some people look at me and think that there is no reason for me to be stressing about my body, but those people see me in clothes. I know that I have had two kids and that some things just don't snap back when they have been stretched beyond their threshold. But, I know that if I could just lose the love handles, tone my arms and thighs, and lose about 7lbs, I wouldn't feel so blah.
In addition to the body issues, I never fix my hair or put on makeup. I also never get dressed in cute attire. My uniform has lately been hair in a bun and knit pants and a tee.
I want to have a body that looks good in a bathing suit. I want to have pretty hair and a flawless complexion. And, I want to dress stylishly. I think that is possible, right?
So, what is the point of all this moaning? I'm going to be posting about my struggles and what I am doing about them. So bear with me. Maybe it won't take too long to work it out! I am also interested in finding out other women do it all so effortlessly! Any insight would be helpful ;)