i'm having some problems dealing with beanbean of late. i'm depressed and angry, and i find i have a very short temper with him.
it's not his fault; he's two. still, i just get so frustrated! i almost told mike to come home from work and take him off my hands, i was worried i was going to strangle him. sometimes i wonder what on earth made me think i could handle more than one child. i'm glad that i had boobah when i did (that she was concieved while beanbean was still easy) because i don't think i'd get pregnant right now for all the tea in china, and i didn't want my kids to be so far apart.
i need help to relax, some time all to myself. i'm going to have to take boobah with me when i go out tonight (most likely) and that's depressing. i need time to myself!!! i'm losing it.
last week, after thanksgiving dinner, beanbean pooped in his pullup. now, i put him in the pullup because we had a long drive, and i knew he probably would't be able to wait so long to go, but he was so upset when he went! he pooped and told me 'mommy, i pooped! i pooped in the pullup!" and started crying. i said 'it's okay, honey, that's what it's for," and his tears started coming fast and furious. i asked what's wrong and he said "i'm potty trained, poopies go in the potty, i'm potty trained!!"
poor kid! he just kept crying, saying it over and over again "i'm potty trained, i'm potty trained!" i'm not sure who did that to him, but since i don't refer to it as potty training (the whole training kids concept really bothers me) it didn't come from me.
he was really upset about it, though, it took a full half hour after he was clean to calm him down.