Nana, Grandmama, Where are you?

Yesterday was a rough day for all involved. I had a series of minor catastrophes at work that kept me at the office from about 6:30 am to 4:30 pm and by the time I got home I was exhausted and not much help to Shelley.

Then we have a two and half year old whose emotions are all over the map. So much so, that a simple act of putting his "night night" (a blanket) in the washer can send him into a hysterical fit.

And finally we have a wife/mother who is 8 months pregnant. Need I say more....

All of these variable came crashing together last night to where we had a two year old screaming at the top of his lungs from his room, a mother in tears and me in bed curled up in the fetal position.

Nana, Grandmama, Where are you?