Ok, I feel better. Well not really. I have a tension headache, the eye is ah twitching, and I have had 3 anxiety attacks in the past 2 days!
Holy Freakin Terrible Twos!!!!!
Here's the thing..... I get it.
I understand WHY my once sweet baby is all of a sudden acting like a holy terror. I do.
It all comes down to 1. attention and 2. freedom
And the past two days my little has not been granted either one of these privlages.
Yesterday I had a lunch date with my friend from Hickey, Kati J. At the resteraunt there wasn't one single booth open. That in itself has trouble written all over it. Luke doesn't take to kindly being trapped inside the death chamber aka highchair. The booster seat gives him TOO much freedom. A booth is always a perfect medium. He has freedom yet he's trapped. Needless to say, I did not get to eat. Poor Kati, I am so glad she has a great sense of humor & gets 'it'. Then it was onto Home Depot. Seriously, thank the Lord for those 'car' carts, whatever you want to call them. Sure they are a pain in the butt to turn BUT they are a lifesaver. Especially in a store where thinking is required. And since I have an addiction and it just so happens to be right next door I had to make a 'quick' stop at Target. I KNEW I was pushing it. Butttt...to conquer an addiction you have to have self control, which I lack. It was a DISASTER. Terrible isn't even close to our experience. Why, why, why do I do this to myself?? We were in & out like a bolt of lightening. *I hate when people make comments when your child is acting like a fool. Sure, they are trying to lighten your spirits. "Awww, somebody is a little cranky" BUT...personally, when I see a kid throwing a tantrum in a public place I have empathy. But I also know to get out of the way. It's stressful in itself. You don't need people commenting on how bad your child is being. That parent is well aware* Some older man must have the same theory, he comepletly turned into a different aisle saying "Let me let you go by" so I could walk by with my crazy, screaming, kicking kid. YIKES!!
When we got home it wasn't much better. A couple of my cousins came over to paint the boys' room. I had everything from his room out in the kitchen, in the hallway, in the living room. Not in piles, stuff scattered everywhere. There were things he hadn't seen in awhile and he took interest. Interest in pulling every single thing out and trashing the already cluttered house. Ugh! I dealt. Even though the anxiety was building. He was 'alright'. Had a few fits here and there. A whoopin here and there. A time out here and there. TRIED to keep him out of the bedroom but nosy butt must of batted those baby blues and his nice cousins gave it and let him help...
Yup...there goes the butt on the wet wall....
Don't let the smile fool you....
We FINALLY got to bed at 2:30 A.M. Lonnnnnng day. Really really long. I hoped and prayed that today would be better. Apparently I did not pray enough. It was ridic. I had to get the bedroom back in order. Along with the rest of the house. I had organizing to do. I had laundry to do. I had dishes to do. IMPOSSIBLE with a crazy 2 year old who was leached to me like a spider monkey, or screaming for NO reason, or even pulling on my pants until they literally fell down. Mother of God!
Thank goodness for my mother in law. Apparently Trav must of heard the stress in my voice whenever he called to check in at lunch and called her up. She was there in record time to entertain the monster. Seriously..could not of got what I got accomplished today if she wasn't here. By the time Trav got home from work I had everything accomplished and of course Luke was now being an angel.
See.... that is how he does it. He drives me to the brink of insanity & then he does/says something so sweet that I forgive him in an instant and forget about the terrible 2s. That is how parents don't end up strangling their kids. That is how parents end up having more kids. All the stress, craziness, cold dinners, sleepless nights, interuppted showers. It all goes away so easily. I love Luke more than life itself. He drives me crazy some times, some days, some weeks. But I wouldn't trade any of it for anything in the world.
And ya know what? Tonight was peaceful. It was lovely. Why??
I had all the house work done. I put the homework aside. And I gave him my undivided attention. We played, we snuggled, we picked on Daddy, we laughed, we danced. He was happy as can be. That is why I KNOW why he acts the way he does sometimes. He just wants ME. Doesn't that make you feel ahhhmazing as a Mom?? The only thing in the world your baby wants is YOU. YOU are what makes them happy. And I wish I could give him all of me at all times. But that is impossible. But I think he deserves a whole day of just 'us' time. My chores can wait til Thursday!
1 comment:
I feel you on this post. Wyatt can be such a litle butt and then look or say something so cute and it all goes away. I just tell myself I will miss it someday when he is all grown up which will be before I know it.
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