owen is back

Dear reader and adoring public...Owen is back.  He has been back for a few weeks.  It has been anything BUT smooth.  Infact I have seen some of my worst mother moments in the past few days, at one point I even found myself yelling at my two boys, with head spinning and foaming at the mouth, "Do you want a spanking?!!"

HELLO, what kind of question is that.  I don't even approve of spankings but in the past weeks I have seriously contemplated dipping them in honey and dangling them precariously over an ant hill.  Trust me, Mother Theresa I am not and all my years of trying-to-be-the-perfect-mother are flying out the window with alarming speed.  I wonder how one remains peaceful amidst the onslaught of motherhood and yet most days it is relatively easy, natural and even nourishing.

Primarily the issue stems around two boys fighting constantly, something that I imagine might drive even the Dalai Llama to consider corporeal punishment or, at the very least, a strong beer.  Add to that a recent return to working motherhood, college, managing family life, childcare, school activities and you have a very disheveled, stressed out, overwhelmed mom and a poorly functioning household.
So much for the modern revolution...I sometimes ask myself "Why?" and am always surprised by the stunned silence and the simple answer..."I don't have any bleeping idea."

And there you have it.