Today is the Fall Party at Bailey's school and I decided not to go.
And now I feel like a terrible mother, because my reason was that I have so much to do that I wouldn't get anything done today if I did go.
How sad huh? I chose cleaning over my son.
My anxiety was going nutso over the idea of today's party, have no clue why, and I knew that I'd be even more distracted and end up not cleaning at all. Putting me even further behind, which we cannot afford. My 5 and 10 minute cleaning spurts is barely getting us anywhere and we have plans all weekend. I have to do as much as I can, when I can or we can't get the house ready by our deadline.
But I hate that I chose this over spending time with my baby at school today. I HATE cleaning, wtf was I thinking!