Tobias, once commented me as manic depressive. OK, not fair for the people who (actually) is or their families. Yet, sometimes I wonder if he didn’t have a point…

Sure, kids in their low blood sugar (even worse than the highs) moments can trigger most of your buttons and patience, but still they are only kids.

I wasn’t on my worst today. To tell you the truth, it has been a while since I considered to report myself to the social services as an highly unfit mother (please, this is pure irony no need for action). But I didn’t receive top score today.

Sam ran by his little brother and grabbed the toy excavator (the sandpit works great in January) off his hands, JUST to throw it off from the swing set – so it broke. This is a typical thing that just doesn’t work for me. This is not an OK action. It turned me from a happy go lucky mother with an great afternoon outdoors, to a beserking lunatic in approximately two seconds. But I could have explained to him calmly, that THIS is NOT OK. Now, raised my voice as many pitches as humanly possible and made him feel terribly bad about his action to an extend that is not really comparable with a broken toy bought for 29 SEK at ICA MAXI, I threatened him to take all his CARS cars and break them too. Voíla, there you go  – a mom with the mental status of a five year old.

Apart from that and the hell half houred that followed before the potatoes were boiled and the fishfigers were at the table, I did OK.

Just so you know, IF this will ever happen to you in your parenting you are NOT alone.