I gave up my beloved Diet Coke when I found out I was pregnant with Bella, and stayed off it until I was finished nursing Vieves. I nursed Vieves until she was 2.5; so that was 5 years off the juice. During those years, I dreamed of Diet Coke, literally. I'd wake up not certain if I'd cheated or not.
Since then, I have enjoyed way too much Diet Coke.
So I gave it up this past Saturday.
I'm grouchy, have a headache, and just want to sleep. Grrrrr.
In other news, I'm growing concerned that I'm raising a little spoiled little narcissist. I'm sure it's just a stage, but Vieves was in rare form this week. She had bike day at preschool, and was displeased that her scooter was at Grandma's house. She had a bike, a trike, and we could borrow the neighbor's scooter. She was displeased with all of those options. So I called a mom friend down the street and borrowed their scooter. Vieves was displeased with it when she saw it the next morning and realized it wasn't the kind she wanted.
So now reread that paragraph, and replace every instance of "displeased" with "threw a giant hour-long temper tantrum" or "demanded I go and get her a new scooter" or "said she'd be taunted and it was all my fault" or "demanded I drive 3 hours each way to get her scooter" or "screamed at me".
So yeah, that happened.
Bella, on the other hand, has been exceedingly kind as of late, especially to her sister. I think she's basking in the praise we give her when she does something nice. It's incredibly sweet, but Genevieve is in the current mood to take complete and total advantage of Bella's generosity.
Example: Bella cleaned up a mess that Vieves made. So we gave Bella 3 jelly beans and said she could do with them what she wanted. She ate 1, then let Vieves choose 1 of the next 2. Vieves stole both. As I was telling Vieves she couldn't have both, Vieves shoved the jelly beans in her maw and Bella said, "That's ok. She can have 2."
I realize I haven't written much about my girls in awhile; so this is probably making Vieveroo sound like a monster, but she's really not, at least not most of the time. She's usually sweet and funny and charismatic and just a whole lot of fun. She's also probably the most persistent (stubborn) person I've ever met. (My sister-in-law, who is very direct and not prone to exaggeration, has said that Vieves is the most stubborn person she's ever met; so it's not just me...)
Some weeks feel like a slog. This has been one of them. But we're coming up on the weekend, and my company's picnic is tonight, which should be a lot of fun. They even put on fireworks at the end, which the girls are really looking forward too.