Remind Me Again Why You Married Me?

I am a drama queen. Oh yes, I can admit it and laugh about it. Age has matured me, though I will probably never stop speaking in hyperbole. So in light of a recently quiet household (but for how long?) I am delving for material in my past. Here's motherhood in your 20's at it's best....hope you enjoy it.

1. The time I called my husband at work, baby screaming in the background, and informed him that I had had enough and to come home immediately. He told me he'd be there just as soon as he finished up what he was working on. "Fine," I said "Your daughter will be on a blanket on the living room floor, I am leaving now." ...of course I didn't leave the baby, but you know, I had no idea car tires could smoke like that in subzero weather.

2. Angry and pregnant, I had a hormonal temper tantrum and actually kicked my foot through the lower kitchen cabinet in our rented apartment. To top it off, I swore to my husband it was a complete accident and that I'd somehow tripped. But like I said, I was pregnant so he knew better.

3. When I lost my temper over our toddler's screaming temper tantrum and told her "Here's your f*&^ng drink!" This sounds awful, but in fact, she laughed at me and then ran around saying the F word for the next 2 weeks....we swore to everyone else she was trying to say "fork."

4. And my all time favorite: My hubby and I had a home "date night" planned. I had the kids in bed early, the wine chilling and the back patio set with candles and a romantic dinner for two. When he kept working in the basement, I just stewed upstairs waiting for him to come up. Finally I grabbed my cell phone and took off in the car, fully expecting an apologetic call. It didn't come. I went to see a movie. He didn't call. I drove around at 1:00am and left some tearful message on my best friend's answering machine about how my marriage was over. And he still didn't call.

What I had failed to realize was that the cell phone was new and he didn't know the number. What I also failed to realize was that my best friend also didn't have the number. So while my husband frantically called around looking for me, my best friend was calling my out-of-state mother saying the connection was bad, but she heard me crying and something about it all being over. My mother called my house in hysterics thinking I was suicidal, but only got a busy signal and the whole thing just snowballed from there. It took me a week to calm everyone down and let's just say, I now tell my husband if I'm pissed and need to drive.