Monday was such a rough evening with Audrey, and I know it was all my fault. I was in an iffy mood all day, and then I came home to quite possibly the messiest house I’ve ever laid eyes on. Eric is usually so good about keeping things somewhat tidy so it was a shock to see the complete and utter chaos. He was headed off to work as soon as I got home so I was instantly in a crummy mood over the prospect of having to deal with all my usual evening things like dinner and taking care of Audrey plus picking up the house. My crankiness instantly spilled over to being short with Audrey. My response to everything she asked seemed to be snippy and overly negative. I hate when I let my bad moods show so much to Audrey and ruin what could have been a nice evening.

I did my best to make up for it at bedtime. Before we read our stories I apologized to her for being so cranky and compared it to times she’s cranky and has meltdowns. She really seemed to make the connection. We had an extra long and cuddly bedtime routine filled with a few extra songs and me staying in bed with her for awhile after I’d turned off the lights.