stressed

Milo and I had one of those days.

On days that I'm not feeling well or am stressed, Milo can completely knock me down. He requires so much of me and if I don't have the energy for it, he becomes very frustrated. Most days I keep up with him and do what needs to be done so he can unwind and burn energy. I couldn't do it today. I think I am coming down with a cold, the house is a complete mess, my parents are coming to town tonight, and it has been  uncomfortably hot outside all day. 

Jim came in from mowing the lawn and said this to me:

"So, you don't feel well and you are stress cleaning, do you want to just order food tonight?"

YES! I finished picking up the room I was buzzing around in and then sat down, relieved that I didn't need to think about dinner.

Now that I have a moment to reflect on our day, I feel awful. It is my responsibility to provide Milo with an environment that he can thrive in. I can't blame him for being frustrated, overly rambunctious and down right ornery because I didn't give him the right tools to have a successful day.

I wrote just a few days ago about how great our days can be. Today was a reminder of just how stressed we can both become when Milo's needs are not met.

Today's causality; Milo destroyed one of his favorite books.

Good bye The Little Mouse, the Red Ripe Strawberry, and the Big Hungry Bear. You will be missed.