Mood ring

I've always wondered how mood rings work. I think I need one these days, just so that the classes that I step into know when not to piss me off, although that might actually mean, always. I'm particularly angsty today. I'm not sure whether it really just is this or whether it's the fact that I've had to rush deadlines these couple of days or that there's more to it or that there really isn't anything to it and it's just hormones at work.

But whatever it is, I feel I need to apologise to the offspring. Previously it used to be just me throwing a hissy fit and just my blood pressure sky rocketing. But now, with the offspring, I feel bad. When I get angry, the offspring learns what anger is and do I really want the offspring to learn that at such an early age?

A friend of mine has an angry and impatient baby who got pissed off at every tiny provocation and also took it out on her when she breast fed. He gave the name barracuda a new meaning. Then again, I have friends with the most serene babies in the world and I pray that the offspring will be that way. And I've blogged about worrying about how my behaviour might affect the disposition of the offspring.

So how do I unwind? How do I breathe when I get wound so tight at work? The solution, the one that I've been yearning for the last few weeks, to be put on leave, not bed rest (I specify that much) but just leave. Leave away from the stress and all the little 17 year old antagonists that send my blood pressure to the roof. But I also have a conscience. And if I go on leave, what happens to the little pesks? Who teaches them? What a love hate relationship I have!

That's one thing I hope never gets translated to the offspring.

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