This day has been one of the most trying days I've had in a while, hence the need for a second post today.
Even though he's been sick for the past few days, he doesn't seem to have had a slump in the energy department. In addition, he also thinks that being sick/recovering from being sick means that he needs less sleep. He's been waking up an hour earlier than usual, fighting me on going down for naps and then sleeping half as long as normal.
All this has left me with a very whiny, screaming, impatient, extra needy and demanding baby (yes, I know he's 14-months old and I should be calling him a toddler but I refuse! He's still my baby!!!)
He's also at this wonderful stage where he's obsessed with drawers...and their contents. He's emptied all the contents of my nightstand daily. This weekend he found my dresser drawer full of tank tops. He pulls them out and throws them over his shoulder behind himself, one after the other. Sometimes he'll bring me a top like he's doing me a favor. He regularly pulls out the least baby-appropriate items from the desk drawers and quietly plays with them (permanent markers, highlighters, tape, tissue paper...) I've taken to taping all the drawers shut. It's just better that way. His newest, most favorite thing to do is empty our kitchen drawers that house the pots and pans. Although this makes an annoying mess and the most horrible noises to my my sick, sensitive ears, I don't mind. I have to pick my battles and I'm pretty sure this one just isn't worth it.
Today was just rough. I yelled more than I wish I had. I also reacted out of anger more than I wish I had. In the end, I asked the baby to forgive his sick and tired mommy. I know he doesn't understand and he'll forget all about this day (probably already has,) but I feel like a terrible mommy failure.
Tomorrow we'll start fresh. Thank God!