Yesterday was fatiguing for Crystal and myself. Cecilia was in a very contrary stage (please, tell me it's just a stage) and she wore on our patience. The situation was compounded by Naomi being clingly and cranky (no doubt sensing the tense vibes). Everyone's nerves got frayed, and getting through dinenr and bath time was something of an ordeal, especially for Crystal, who'd been dealing with it all day. But by the time the girls went to bed, everyone was friends again, and they dropped right off to sleep...they must have been as tired as we were, by that point.
Normally they're a joy--a little taxing, of course, but they make up for it with their charm. Every once in a while, though, the combination hits when one or both of them will be a little bit more vexing than usual, and one or both of us will have a little less patience than we normally do. It's hard when that happens; neither of us were happy with the way yesterday went, but it's important to remember that it's OK to get angry every once in a while. I hope today will prove to be much smoother sailing.