Counting down the minutes till bedtime...
I am literally counting down the minutes-no seconds- until the childrens' bedtime. I have a mental list of all the 6 dozen things I have to do in the smidge of time I have before I myself go to bed, because I've gotten nothing accomplished today other than getting a 14 second shower.
My husband told me today he didn't know how I put in a whole day at home with our almost 2 year old (who is right now climbing on a chair to say "Ta-da!" because I took her off the kitchen table). Hubby is on vacation and is getting a glimpse into my world. The yanging, the fussing, the crying, and the tormenting. The last few days have been particularly hard because our oldest is sick, and I've been tending him and can't get her outside to play. Of course, when she is worked up, she gets her older sister worked up, and all heck breaks loose. She is bored and I'm ready to pull my hair out. I miss the days when she used to actually have a nap.
How do I survive the days without going completely insane? (she is THROWING herself on top of me now). I numb myself to it. I have to or I'd go crazy. I love this age as they are so cute and learning so much, but it's also an age in which you have to have a lot of patience. My oldest, special needs child is a lot of work, but he is by FAR my "easiest" child.
I think moms who have 3 or more children and do it well, are saints.
Almost 8pm, no nap, and she's been up since just after 7am. No signs of crashing yet. Please say a little prayer for me...
