Complete opposite from yesterday

Today, let me just say, is the complete opposite of yesterday. Why? I keep asking myself this. How could yesterday be such a good day and then today be completely opposite? *sigh*

I guess it all started yesterday. For some reason, my head was pounding for most of the day. I didn't let it ruin my mood though, I popped some Tylenol and went on with my day. It wasn't until late last night that a migraine developed. Migraines are the worst, but luckily, I was able to fall asleep quickly.

6 1/2 hours later, I get my 3 year old wake-up call yell. Apparently, last night when I put him to bed, I completely forgot to put him in a pull-up and he soaked his bed! Yay me! He was already one step ahead of me and had new underwear and pjs on. (Thumbs up to M!) So, I pull the little stinker into bed with me only to roll over in the other direction to see my almost 5 year old standing right next to my bed staring at me -- (kinda creepy how she just silently stands there in the dark - ha) so, I pull her into bed and I'm sandwiched between my babies... you would think this day would be off to a better start, right?

Ehhhhhhhh! (FYI, that's my buzzer sound) Our snuggle time lasted all but a few minutes.

My morning was already planned. Breakfast with the girls (yes, I had breakfast with the girls yesterday, but today it was with a different group of girls). I begged and pleaded with the kids to pleeeeeeeeaaaassssse be good. pleeeeeeeeaaaassssse don't fight. pleeeeeeeeaaaassssse don't argue over where to sit. pleeeeeeeeaaaassssse be on your best behavior. As soon as we walk through the doors and to the back of the restaurant where I was sure to find my friends, my kids were already pressing my nerves. Why why why.... why me?

I wanted to just turn around and take them home the moment I set my purse down. I wanted to just bury my head in my hands. I wanted to just cry. What I wanted to do was wave my white flag!!

Why does it seem like my kids are the only ones that misbehave? I feel so singled out sometimes. I can't be the only one who feels this way, right? I can't be the only one who feels like throwing my hands up and saying, "I give up!" All I wanted was a nice breakfast with my friends. I wanted to enjoy my time, since I haven't seen this particular group of friends lately because of our opposite schedules.

My morning just wasn't what I had expected. Perhaps my expectations are too high. Perhaps that's reason my day turned to crap was because of me and my lack of time management. If I had gotten up earlier, I wouldn't have been rushing around the house to get everyone dressed and ready to go. I wouldn't have lost my cool. Time management seems to be a big problem with me. I just can't seem to ever give myself enough time to do anything. I seem to be consistent with waiting until the last minute. How does one conquer this?

So, did I just answer my question as to why my day started off on the wrong foot? Is the answer me? Am I the problem? Am I now being paranoid? Am I over-analyzing this?

Oh boy... I feel another headache coming on! Someone help me, please!