thanks for your post surumita!
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6/5/08 at 4:49pm
Having kind of a bad day today. I woke up about 2 hours earlier than usual this morning to DH angry and telling ds to go back into his bed. Ds had gotten up at 5am so dh took him pee then went with him to sleep in his bed. DH got up at 630 to go to work and apparently ds spit in his face. Good morning. So then ds came into bed with me and I asked him why he did that, he said he was upset that daddy keeps leaving him
We've not had a great day since then. I tried to take us outside to play but it's actually quite cold and damp out and we all wanted to come right back in. Dd is fighting her naps and getting overtired, I'm tired and cranky and ds talks.non.stop. He wants my help with something, then yells at me, snatches it away, interrupts what I'm trying to say... It's all wearing me out. I had dd nursed to sleep in the rocking chair in my room, and ds came in and started talking and it woke her right up, she was excited to see him and would not go back to sleep. I put dd on the floor with some toys and tried to go into the washroom to pee by myself and ds came to the door and started crying because he "wanted to see what I was doing". Argh.
So I got down on his level and explained that we were all tired and cranky. I needed a few minutes of quiet time because my brain was feeling scrambled and what did he want to do for a few minutes by himself so mommy could have some quiet time. Of course he picked watch tv but I really don't care.
So now they're both upstairs watching Curious George and I put a coffee on for myself and came here to check in. Yes my 10mo is watching tv. Just get through today. Tomorrow will be better.
ETA writing that and rereading it just made me feel so much better already. Once the caffeine kicks in I should be ok, especially if it warms up this afternoon, I'll stick dd in the mei tai and we'll head out.
|"Mama, watch!" Birdy has wedged herself now between me and my sewing, cuddling close and looking up into my face with her round brown calf's eyes, and I feel my heart beat more quietly; I feel the shawl of motherly patience drop lightly around my shoulders again.|
hipumpkins, we ARE going to write back to your daughter. I am so sorry we have put that off for so long. We were looking for postcards, but there are none to be found anywhere in our town. I'm getting DS to write the letter in the morning, and we'll mail it on Monday.
Thanks for the hug.