Today turned into one of those annoyingly frustrating days when I question my parenting and in turn my sanity. It started out well, I went to the city with two friends and baby in-tow to purchase a veil for the Wedding. I found this beautiful hair piece that completes the dress so I'm happy about that. The baby did wonderfully at the bridal shop, and then the mall where the girls and I shopped (briefly) for new outfits to wear to my bachellorette next Saturday. Afterwards we got a quick bite to eat, all the while baby girl doing amazing. Not one cry, not one temper tantrum. All in all, a successful trip. But because we were driving so much, her naps got all screwed up and when I got home I had to immediately go to a meeting with our caterer..poor girl had to wake up to yet another strange place with strangers looking at her etc. I felt horrible, that I had put her through that all day and so when we got home I gave her as much time as she needed to play round, run, jump, whatever she wanted to do. We ate dinner and played again. However because of the extra car-naps today she had no desire to go to sleep. Even though the bags under her eyes screamed 'I'm ready for bed', and she even asked for her bottle, still, nothing worked. And after an hour of trying every trick in the book, I decided a car ride should do the trick. So we piled in and drove to the nearest Tim Hortons before my drive-the-baby-to-sleep began. Funny how your mood can just change so quickly in a day; both from good to bad and visa versa. I was so miserable on my way to the coffee shop that everything around me irritated me; A guy walked across the road in front of my car even though my light was green. A dirty old man was smoking while riding a bicycle which annoyed me that his lungs probably ache. The guy in front of me at the drive-thru was blaring his shitty 90's rock music and I actually said aloud to myself 'nobody wants to hear that crap. Don't you know I have a baby that needs to sleep?' Of course he doesn't know that. And to be honest, the music wouldn't have bothered me at any other time. Oh and then he tried to pay with his debit card..honestly, I can't believe people STILL don't know that Tim Horton's doesn't take debit. Are you not Canadian? Because that is the only excuse. Ughh. At any rate, I got my coffee and began to drive, and put on Dave Matthews. The sun was setting and sure enough the eyes got heavier and heavier, and 5 minutes and half way through a medium double double, she fell asleep. Suddenly my mood had also improved! A cat ran across the road and I smiled. A mother and daughter were out for a walk and again I smiled. I drove down to the lake and saw the beautiful sunset, while Dave sarinated me in the background and all felt well. I noticed they were setting up for a festival by the water for the weekend and I thought 'oh that's nice, I'll have to venture down tomorrow to see it.' And then I looked in the rearview mirror at my baby asleep in her carseat and I thought 'wow she's so beautiful and peaceful when she sleeps.'

It's so funny how a mood can change. And then I got home...

She woke up on the way into the house. Managed to shush her back to sleep. Woke up when I put her in her crib. Rubbed her back. Tiptoed out of the room in super slow motion. She woke up. Rubbed her back again. Crawled out of her room after putting on the fan. Finally some peace and quiet. Then the cat meaowed in front of her door...