Recently (aka this week) Lee has become very agitated, he doesn't nap for more than 15 minutes at a time, and he spends a lot of his time tensing his whole little body and angrily grunting. Usually clawing my face or neck in the process. Ex-haust-ing.
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| *Lee this morning.* |
I hate most of all that I don't know how to make him more calm, I have tried every little thing I can dream up and nothing seems to help all that much. Poor boy. The added demands and stress have left me feeling SO on edge, grumpy and blah. Kevin was good to remind me (over and over) last night that my #1 job is to BE Lee's mom and thus, even though I did very little else yesterday, I did the most important thing. I know he's right but it doesn't feel like enough or good, etc... I am having a bit of a time letting go. Today has been much the same, I didn't even bother getting baby Lee dressed today, never thought I'd be one of "those" moms who lets their child hang out in the pj's that they spit their peaches all over that morning, but today I am. I decided to eat lunch before getting to my list of people I needed to contact for some reason or another and of course by the time I'd finished Lee was up from his "nap". One of those days. Kevin urged me to get out of the house, at least long enough to walk down the street to where our mailbox is with Lee so I did. It was my first time putting Lee directly into the stroller instead of his carseat first and...he got stuck. I could not for the life of me get the buckles to come out. One of those days. And deep down I know it's okay. But the deep down is having trouble getting to the surface today. One of those days. My agitation has made me hungry but we haven't been shopping in at least a week. I hate not having salty munchies when I "need" them. One of those days.
AND THEN...
