First semester holidays are attacking me.
They got me by surprise, rarely do I get this cranky with the girls.
I was looking forward to the relaxing mornings and letting the girls just play rather than rushing off everywhere. It hasn't happened that way. Popps is agitating Immy half the day, the games of Babies and Mum and Dad that Immy usually quietly plays for half an hour are interrupted with fights over who gets which doll and which pram and which outfit.
It is freezing outside and heading to the park is barely an option.
They are always hungry.
There is mess everywhere.
I didn't book in the gym creche and can't get to do my usual exercise.
I am trying to work a couple of hours from home (this means I am staying up late to do it).
Popps has been in tears because I am yelling at her too much.
Immy has been in tears because she can't wear the same jumper as Popps.
So I have gone back to old school tactics.
The old school video shop. We went, we signed up. I let them pick two weekly's each.
There has been fighting over who got to watch their's first so I yelled some more and they cried some more.
But right now, I have made bowls of popcorn, got out the bean bags and Mickey Mouse is playing. It goes for an hour, which is hopefully enough to get me back on the calm track.
I am hoping the last few days are just a stage, one that is about to end as quickly as it started.
Please tell me it is.