#244

I went to Mass on post. We went one of our first weekends here, and I was not impressed. But I thought I needed to give it another try. And part of me was really glad that I did. 

The Mass was pretty much just what I needed. It was a good old traditional Mass. The readings were great, and the priest had a really great homily. 

My daughters, on the other hand, were not behaving. At all. and then, to take my ok experience and turn it completely sour, a not nice lady told me "if they are going to act up you need to put them in the nursery." Uh, no I don't. YOU need to be nice and nonjudgemental. They were having a bad day, yeah. Which is why we were standing in the back. How would you feel if you were asked to leave somewhere because someone didn't want to hear you?? I am not going to banish my children to the nursery. So if this congregation is not kid friendly, I'm out. 

The girls continued to act up at home and while we were out. I really think that their attitude has a lot to do with our company. They are just not acting like they normally do. They are still cute and sweet and funny and all that. But they are misbehaving a lot. Not a fan of that. And I am so not a fan of other people attempting to discipline my children, especially when I am right there. And yes, that includes a simple 'don't do that'. My kids, my words. That's all. P.S. That goes for my dogs too. 

It is 2100 and I am ready for bed. This has been an exhausting day for me. Probably because I am just tired of the people in my house. I don't mind going to my Mom's and having people around all the time. But I like my house to be just my daughters, my husband, my dogs, and myself... And my husband's family is just so different from my family.

 I am struggling here to be honest and nice and find the right words. Clearly not succeeding on any of those... J's family is not like any other family I have met. Their mannerisms and the way they interact with each other is pretty foreign. I never feel like I even come close to belonging. I do feel like I am expected to make an effort, while they do not. It can get exhausting for me- biting my tongue, playing nice. And I like to laugh. A lot. They do not. 

But back to my point. I am tired. I am going to bed. 

P.S. Meds are having a few unpleasant side effects. I had gotten pretty dizzy and light headed a few times. And my belly is killing me. Head still hurts pretty bad too. Ugh.