We've had a tough month and I'm done. Burnt out. Over it.
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My high needs (or is it spirited now he's a toddler?) DS is 17mo. In the past 3 weeks he's cut 4 canines and 2 molars and the other 2 molars seem to be making their presence felt. And he is not good with teething. He has never STTN, still night nursing, co-sleeping. We've recently moved to a new town so my only respite which was a trip to the in-laws is no longer an option. And if walking backwards and learning to walk up and down stairs counts as a mile stone then we've just hit those as well.Â
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Plus it's rained for weeks and is going to keep raining. And i've just resurrected my business in the new town so have had calls, e-mails, training to catch up on. And DS is busy. Really really busy. People say "oh I bet he keeps you on your toes" or "isn't he busy" But until they spend an hour or so with me they don't get it. He never ever ever stops. Unless I try to do something for me. Then he stops and claws at my leg and screams.
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Add to that this week he's eaten household cleaners. Twice. Thank god I use the eco chemical free stuff. Now I have a childproof house. To the max. If I don't want DS to get into it it's boxed up in the garage. Cleaners on the tops shelf in childproof cupboards. So first time DH left bleary eyed after another broken sleep for an early shift and must have left the bathroom door open. I was cleaning up after breakfast when I heard silence. That's bad. Busy babies are NEVER silent. I bolt through the house and find him scooping the toilet dot from the toilet bowl and licking his fingers. Freak out.Gross out. Water. Breastmilk. Call DH. Its 45 mins to the nearest ER. The packet says no need for medical attention so we decide against ER. Thank god for chem free cleaning. But I feel like a s**t parent. The crazy haze of the past month means I've let things slide and the toilet, house etc are just shabby and grubby. Not clean enough to eat off. Gross. And I really do believe tidy house tidy mind.
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So the next day DH has arvo shift so he takes DS for his daily puddle jumping trip (btw is my kid the only one left in the world that goes out in the rain??) and I clean the house till it sparkles. Which lasts until DH arrived back with the mess maker. Then that night as I'm preparing dinner I put DS in the sink (he splashes and entertains himself which gives me 5 mins peace without having to hold him up to see what I'm doing.) I turn my back for 2 seconds and it goes quiet. I turn around and I've left the frikkin dish soap out after cleaning and he has it at his lips. I don't think he drank much. But I freak out. Call DH home (he's a cop so he can drop in if there are no jobs on). Packet says only to drink 1 cup of h2o to dilute. Thank god for chem free cleaners again!
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Plus now he's also stopped going to bed. He used to suck at sleeping so we became the routine experts and it worked. And now it's gone to s**t. He wants to be rocked to sleep again and it takes like 2 hrs. WTF??? Tonight I gave up and DH took his dinner break at home and rocked him in the sling till he dropped. Maybe the gunbelt scared him to sleep??
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I feel like I've lost myself. I was this free spirited perpetually travelling happy hippy chick now I'm the mum that gives her kid packet meals half the time  - they are organic but still:( and lets him watch tv way too much:( and says cranky things that aren't playful or AP. And I find myself wishing I was still free. I love my son more than anything but right now I'm hating being a parent and I hate the parent I'm being. And I can't talk to DH about it cause he is working his ass of at work and at home and would be so upset if he thought I wasn't happy..
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Sorry that was really long but I just gotta vent. I'm pretty isolated from friends IRL and how do you just drop it in to like a friendly playgroup chat that you hate being a mum?? And then I see chicks with like 5 kids or kids with real challenges and struggles and I wish I would just toughen up. I was never this easily beaten before.
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If you've read this far thanks for listening. x
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  Toddlers are hard.  We're ALL loosing our minds and patience at this stage. You're not a bad mom, don't worry.  Teething is probably one of my least favorite parts.  Hang in there.  We'll all get through this one way or another...

) so really in the light of day this right now is the darkest hour before dawn. And as soon as we night wean I'll be doing a solo trip for sure!!!