The Epitomy of a Mommy Blog

This past weekend was awful. The Little Man was bossy as all get out, I was far from winning any "Mom of the Year" awards, and we both hated each other by the end of the weekend. Alright, hate might be a little strong, but we definitely scored top notches on each others 'lists'.

Being a mom is tough. Whether or not you want to, you'll say things you regret, do things you're not proud of, and probably scar your child for life. You beat yourself up thinking your child will be broken because of your nastiness and then - they surprise you.

I was the nasty, awful mom this weekend. I took away an Easter Egg Hunt, I threatened that the Easter Bunny would not come, I yelled - a lot. He was no angel either by any means - he was demanding, rude, and aggressive; he definitely did not need to be rewarded by any Easter festivities.

All that said - it was what I found today that makes all the bad go away. After this horrendous weekend, and a less than perfect morning, I sent the Little Man to daycare while I went to work. A few hours in to my day I needed something from my purse. That was when I found that the Little Man had filled my purse with Easter eggs! He took some of his candy and filled empty eggs with it and then stuck them in the bottom of my purse. Not only that, but the eggs he used were the ones that yesterday he labeled as the 'prettiest eggs ever'.

Was this a white flag of sorts? Was this his way of apologizing? Regardless of what he meant by it, it touched me deeper than he will ever know. He went out of his way, sharing his treats, with the nasty awful woman that he has to call Mom.

Thank you Baby, and I'm sorry.