Maybe staying home wasn't such a good idea.
Tonight I am so tired I feel it in my bones.
Prepare yourself, I am about to use an old cliché…
“Being a mom is hard.” I knew it was going to be hard but I didn’t think it would be THIS hard.
My Little is a very easy baby. She is an independent player, goes to bed early and easily, eats fairly well, smiles, babbles, points, crawls, laughs, says mama and dada, is a pleasure to be around, and is really damn cute.
This past week, all of that goodness and light has disappeared. Little hasn’t been very easy.
She isn’t eating well nor is she sleeping well. This makes her CRANKY all day. She won’t nap and doesn’t like to do anything but be held. When she is being held, she squirms and throws her body with such might it can knock a gal down.
I know that many parents struggle with eating and sleeping problems on a daily basis but because Little has made things so easy on us for the first ten months, we are falling apart.
A week and two days of fairly sleepless nights and Mom (that would be me) is not functioning very well.
I am losing it. I am ready to jump in the car and go. I want to pull the pillow over my head when I hear the cries start from her room. But most of all, I want to go back to work and have someone else deal with her --- NOW!!!!
