I WANT TO GO THAAAAT WAAAAAAY!!!!

I am having no problems thinking up a catchy title for my blog this evening as the words are still ringing in my ears. It all started with a drive home from the store, late at night, and very very tired child and a headache from you know where. (Recipe for disaster!)

We went to Albertsons because I wanted to use some double coupons before they expired today. Well, we used to live right by the Albertsons and my child wanted to see our old house that we had already driven by on the way there. (The old house has been torn down and there is a duplex going on the lot.) I had a splitting headache and was feeling quite nauseous from it. (I should have taken some Tylenol like my hubby suggested.) You can imagine I wasn't up to another trip past the old house.

As we drove by the street that we should have turned on, my child starts wailing at the top of their lungs about wanting to go THAT WAY. OUCH my head. As we merge onto the freeway, their wailing evolves into hysteric and outrageous demands about wanting to go THAT WAY!! By this time I am ready to jump out of my van just to escape the pounding in my head. I try to explain calmly that I need them to quiet down because of my headache, but my pleading is in vain. Finally, (and ashamedly) I resort to unmentionable threats if they do not stop behaving in such a manner. I would be better off beating my head against a brick wall. (Hopefully it would knock me out and I would be rid of the headache.)

After what seemed like an eternity, (probably 10 minutes) we pull into our driveway and I warn my child to run as fast as they can to their bed before I get to them. (I feel terrible for some of the fitting punishments that were going on in my head at this point.) The child stands inside the van just wailing and wailing. I hit my breaking point and take them by the arm to escort them to their bed. They are still wailing. I can't take the noise anymore and then I discipline them (probably a little more harsh than I should have.) It is time for that Tylenol before I do anything I will regret.

The Tylenol finally kicks in and I gather my wits back together and I go back to my child who is still wailing and I ask their forgiveness and if they need a hug. There are just some moments that a mother can never explain and this was one of those. I got to snuggle with my child in a way that I haven't been able to in a very long time and I thank my Creator for allowing me to be a mother just so I can have moments just like this.