One of those days

 Today has been one of those days. Where everything seems to be going from bad to worse. The husband has gone back to work today and it's the first day Gabriel and I are spending alone in our new home. We've been living with in-laws right up till two weeks ago, and Gabriel is used to having at least two people at home with him on most days. Learning to live with just momma who has a ton of stuff to do throughout the day and having to entertain himself independently is a steep learning curve for the little one, which has consequently left him whiney, grumpy and very needy.

Speaking of stuff, you won't believe how much there is to get done. Meals are a battle ground, and the dishes are the sad casualties of war that I have to clean up and put away. The laundry is never-ending, and there're toys everywhere. 

Gabriel has been whining for the last 3 hours straight, not wanting to sleep cos papa is finally home and he wants to play. I thought my head was going to explode with his incessant whining throughout the day, coupled with his need to be carried like a koala in spite of him knowing perfectly well how to walk. 

So as the day draws to a close, I was contemplating on what a crappy day it has been and feeling sorry for myself (again - I seem to keep throwing pity-parties lately, to the point that I'm starting to find myself whiney, like my son.) 

But it also dawned on me that instead of dreading tomorrow and hoping that Gabriel will be less whiney, more cheerful and less disagreeable, I should and can endeavour to be even more present tomorrow. After all, I am really fortunate to be able to spend whole days with my precious little one!