Unhappy Mom

Josie pushed every one of my buttons today. And she knew it. At one point, she kept asking me over and over, "Are you happy yet, mom?"

I didn't even hold back. "No, you are making me very unhappy today."

"Okay, I ask you a little bit later." She said while she plotted the next thing she was going to do on the list of things she wasn't allowed to do.

She is independent and strong and impulsive and determined. She is listed as a cause of migraine headaches on WebMD. Of course she is full of life and vibrant and bright and fun and in her greatest moments exudes an infectious joy. Yadda yadda yadda. Today she was just plain annoying.

The last time she asked me if I was happy I just lied and said that I was. I realized we are at the beginning of a beautifully codependent relationship and I didn't want my sadness to become hers. Even if today it was mostly her fault.