I've been having a tough couple of weeks. My mood is awful today. It's like it all caught up with me and today I just can't take much more. There has been so much crying and puking going on. Lucy's acid reflux is on high right now. I think she is teething again! I swear I get like 2-3 days of a break and then she starts teething again (for a month).
We've been doing special times with Lola for the last 2 weeks. We just felt like she was getting enough stimulation with this extended winter we have had. And man I feel like I am regretting it. We've taken her swimming 2 times....(which she caught a cold at!) I've taken her to a big play date where there was a bouncy castle! I've taken her to a Helping Hands Cooking Class. We've gone shopping for her ballet stuff. We've been to gymnastics and Smart Moves. And her behaviour is just getting worse and worse.
Then again...maybe my patience is just wearing thin. No I don't think so. She has slapped and pinched me. She has pushed her sister over (multiple times). She is refusing to nap and impossible to get to bed at night. And we are battling at meal times. I hear "I not hungry, I no eat this!" way too much lately. And then 5 minutes later. "I hungry mommy!"
I think we are hitting the terrible 3's. She is 2 3/4 now. She has been potty trained since Christmas with very limited accidents. Until...Sunday...She had 3 accidents in one day, and then yesterday she peed on my couch. All over it! So now I have started taking toys away from her anytime she has an accident. She finally earned one back yesterday afternoon.
Maybe I just need a break. Ahhh! Wishful thinking. There is no break coming. There are no Grandparents that can look after the girls for a day away. And the last time Daddy was in charge for 3 hours, I was texted every 20 minutes and called in between because Lucy was losing her mind. Oh boy I'm tired....
I fall to the very bottom of the list at all times. I'm up at 6 every day or earlier and I only get to eat breakfast at 10. It's sad.
Please don't take this post as that I don't adore my girls and thank my stars everyday I have them. But let's be real. Parenting is hard. And some weeks months are harder than others. I'm just having a rough ride right now. And I really needed to vent it out. Plus I really want other mommies to know they are not alone. Must dash...pukey is up!