Doing what I can...

Let's be honest we all have those days (or at least I hope I'm not the only one)

who feels like we aren't just cutting it. 

Thinking what have I gotten myself into.
Or my poor child for that matter. 

What am I doing wrong?

Or really I want to know what am I doing right?
To at least give myself a glimmer of hope. 

I understand I have PLENTY to feel grateful for.

But somedays, like today, if someone where to say to be "oh but Amy you are so blessed"

I would love to give them a silly slap across the face. 

I try and tell myself

You are doing the best you can.

Or am I?

Tomorrow will be better. 

It has to be. 

One moment at a time. 

One Two Three.....

Oh and don't forget to

BREATH! 

I just hope my nieghbors are laughing "with me" not "at me"
as they saw three meltdowns alone outside. 
I am not a patient person.
I am learning however.
It's not easy.

Its just hard when your adorable yet 2 year old

BREAKS you down. 

Into little itty bitty pieces. 

How is it that something so little can control so much?

I try and put myself in her shoes.

I try and her entertain the best I can.

So what do I come up with...

Lets go look at some baby chicks at the local IFA

I'm apparently a country girl now.
Yeeeehaw!!! 

    

This is what I saw on my way home with a screaming child in the back seat. 

I gave in

we stopped and got a treat

She did however

say

Thank you!!

And that made me smile of a bit!

I then pictured my perfect home on this land

with windows galore

and tons of love and laughter

outdoors playing baseball and eating hot dogs. 

Chili hot dogs!

Whew somehow I feel better. 

Now if only I had some frozen yogurt?

I would sit down, enjoy every bite and watch Dog the Bounty Hunter

and that will make it all better.