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A toddler and a man-child...
By josamarie » Posted Oct. 3, 2015 12:32am - 455 views - 5 comments
Max is teething or something, at least that's what I keep telling myself since the alternative is he's just being a shit on purpose to drive me insane. He refused to eat anything all day, and would get angry and throw food at me even when I fed him his favorite things, accompanied by a very angry yell. I seriously think the only think I got him to successfully eat was a cup of chocolate milk and a huge bowl of grapes, everything else ended up on the floor, the wall, or in my hair. He is angry that he outgrew his old shoes and keeps searching through the shoe basket for them, bringing his new shoes to me and shaking his head violently (my fault, he had the grey sneakers in a 4 and a 5 so they've been "his shoes" since he started walking, but they don't make a 6 ????). I just feel bad, he's getting more verbal but it can still sometimes be so challenging to figure out what he wants or to explain to him what's going on, and I wound up in tears more than once today. Honestly, I'm worried the transition to milk is making his tummy hurt, which doesn't make sense considering he always ate a ton of cheese and yogurt, it's just the milk that's new, so that's probably just me worried for nothing.
Then there is his father, usually an awesome guy and so helpful.... Unless he's sick, then he's the biggest baby in the house. He felt nauseated after dinner and turned into a giant toddler himself. I asked him to do bedtime because a) we've discussed several times that he needs to do it once in a while so if I need to deal with the baby during bedtime come January, we aren't up shit-creek without a paddle, b) because I've done the whole shebang 3 out of 5 nights 100% by myself this week so he could go to bed at 8, and c) because I needed to get some work done. I quit my part-time job in August (which had been full-time prior to Max) but am still doing some consulting for them regarding taxes. The business' fiscal year ended on Thursday, so I really needed to get a solid couple hours in tonight or be doomed to spend my weekend with the damn computer. He rolled his eyes and grumbled, but did it and M went down without too much fuss almost on time, then Chuck went to bed himself by 10.
I got in a pretty decent 3 hour stretch and got a lot done, and finally made it to bed at just shy of midnight. Charlie makes a big stomping fuss about being woken up when I crawled into bed, and is now pointedly sleeping with his back to me because I'm clearly disturbing him. Never mind this is the man that pouted for 30 minutes last night because I was too tired and crampy to have sex at his beck and call, but God forbid I interupt his sleep for anything as trivial as crawling into bed myself.
I think I'm just grumpy about the whole mess because I'm feeling super isolated lately. I try to get out with Max and see friends lots, but I'm struggling to find any depth in any relationships right now and so to have the two dudes that I'm getting 100% of my personal fulfillment from these days be total poops to me in the same day was a lot for hormones McGee here to handle!
On a much more positive note, baby girl's kicks are getting so much stronger all of the sudden; it took so lon to really feel her moving at all and now it feels like she's trying to make up for lost time. So that is a very fun new development and one I'm definitely enjoying! A dear friend flew in from CA to run an 50k race tomorrow (because he's certifiable), and I'm super excited to see him, so it does look to be a promising weekend!
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A toddler and a man-child...
By josamarie » Posted Oct. 3, 2015 12:32am - 455 views - 5 comments
Max is teething or something, at least that's what I keep telling myself since the alternative is he's just being a shit on purpose to drive me insane. He refused to eat anything all day, and would get angry and throw food at me even when I fed him his favorite things, accompanied by a very angry yell. I seriously think the only think I got him to successfully eat was a cup of chocolate milk and a huge bowl of grapes, everything else ended up on the floor, the wall, or in my hair. He is angry that he outgrew his old shoes and keeps searching through the shoe basket for them, bringing his new shoes to me and shaking his head violently (my fault, he had the grey sneakers in a 4 and a 5 so they've been "his shoes" since he started walking, but they don't make a 6 ????). I just feel bad, he's getting more verbal but it can still sometimes be so challenging to figure out what he wants or to explain to him what's going on, and I wound up in tears more than once today. Honestly, I'm worried the transition to milk is making his tummy hurt, which doesn't make sense considering he always ate a ton of cheese and yogurt, it's just the milk that's new, so that's probably just me worried for nothing.
Then there is his father, usually an awesome guy and so helpful.... Unless he's sick, then he's the biggest baby in the house. He felt nauseated after dinner and turned into a giant toddler himself. I asked him to do bedtime because a) we've discussed several times that he needs to do it once in a while so if I need to deal with the baby during bedtime come January, we aren't up shit-creek without a paddle, b) because I've done the whole shebang 3 out of 5 nights 100% by myself this week so he could go to bed at 8, and c) because I needed to get some work done. I quit my part-time job in August (which had been full-time prior to Max) but am still doing some consulting for them regarding taxes. The business' fiscal year ended on Thursday, so I really needed to get a solid couple hours in tonight or be doomed to spend my weekend with the damn computer. He rolled his eyes and grumbled, but did it and M went down without too much fuss almost on time, then Chuck went to bed himself by 10.
I got in a pretty decent 3 hour stretch and got a lot done, and finally made it to bed at just shy of midnight. Charlie makes a big stomping fuss about being woken up when I crawled into bed, and is now pointedly sleeping with his back to me because I'm clearly disturbing him. Never mind this is the man that pouted for 30 minutes last night because I was too tired and crampy to have sex at his beck and call, but God forbid I interupt his sleep for anything as trivial as crawling into bed myself.
I think I'm just grumpy about the whole mess because I'm feeling super isolated lately. I try to get out with Max and see friends lots, but I'm struggling to find any depth in any relationships right now and so to have the two dudes that I'm getting 100% of my personal fulfillment from these days be total poops to me in the same day was a lot for hormones McGee here to handle!
On a much more positive note, baby girl's kicks are getting so much stronger all of the sudden; it took so lon to really feel her moving at all and now it feels like she's trying to make up for lost time. So that is a very fun new development and one I'm definitely enjoying! A dear friend flew in from CA to run an 50k race tomorrow (because he's certifiable), and I'm super excited to see him, so it does look to be a promising weekend!
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 | Comment from ericalee » Posted Oct. 7, 2015 12:59pm Thought of you last night when Adam was whining that his hips were really hurting. Seriously you would have sworn he BROKE a hip. At one point I finally asked, "man, what would you do if you had to be the one pregnant?".. then he'd REALLY know what sore hips feel like, not to mention all of the other pleasantries that go with it. :) |
 | Comment from CrystalB88 » Posted Oct. 4, 2015 8:06pm Oh, Josa, I totally understand about how frustrating it can be when you try your hardest to make your toddler happy but he's still bent on being down right grumpy. I found out that Tim is teething, I could actually see another set up top coming in... but with these hormones it can be so hard to deal with, especially not being able to get a full nights sleep for almost 2 years myself... really hoping to get Tim sleeping through the night soon. I'm hoping a full nights sleep will help me be more patient with him when he's grumpy or misbehaving on purpose or being frustrated at not being able to understand what he wants when he's clearly trying to tell me something while crying... sigh... it's a lot more challenging than I ever imagined, being pregnant while chasing a toddler all day lol. We can do this, though ;-) |
| Comment from josamarie » Posted Oct. 4, 2015 12:54am Thanks ladies. It helps to know I'm not the only one. Today was much better, it's amazing what a day with one of your dearest friends and a much happier son/husband combo can do to brighten a mood! |
 | Comment from Starmama14 » Posted Oct. 3, 2015 5:29pm I feel your pain! My DH and DD are both sick...DD is much easier to handle than my hubby! Lol! Hang in there mama. |
 | Comment from Amanda_McDaniel » Posted Oct. 3, 2015 8:01am I'm also finding it challenging to keep my cool with my little household because, when I wasn't tired and uncomfortable all the time, I was everyone's everything. Now I'm having to fight to keep my temper when I need help or just a little more cooperation and I get the look like I just asked him to build me a second home by lunchtime. *Eye roll* |
