Patience...

As of lately, I have been talking a lot about patience and having it tested to the limits.  Even as I sit here typing away my daughter is standing at the door yelling and stomping her feet for my attention... The attention that I give her all day long... ... "Look at me, talk mommy..."(awe that makes me feel guilty now)!   There is no more "me" time, I did choose this when I signed up to be a parent didn't I?!
I consider myself to be a fairly patient person in general, at least I was before last month.  Things seem to be changing and sometimes feel like they are getting out of hand.  Don't worry I am handling myself well, but some moments I see red...
That is when I barricade myself in my office for a little breather and yet the furry continues and outside the door. The life and energy of a 2 year old is apparently much more than a zen 30 something can handle at times.
Yes, please, give me a full-time nanny...  AND take away my guilt about wanting that!  Grant me peace, serenity once again along with patience and understanding to get us both through the rest of this day.