Giving in, not giving up

Please don’t hate me, you guys, but… I caved!

I gave Choo-choo something he wanted that I’d told him “no” about many times. But before you panic, it wasn’t anything dangerous or damaging. In fact, it was pretty much a non-issue I stood my ground against only because my original answer had been “no.”

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When push comes to shove, Mommy style

Just the other day, I was getting Choo-choo ready for another naptime. He went potty, we brushed his teeth, and I gave him a small cup of water to drink. I also let him stand in the kitchen and drink from his water bottle since I knew he’d ask for water as soon as we climbed into bed. I assumed giving him water downstairs would nip that upstairs thirst, or “thirst” aka stalling, in the bud.

Child drinking pure water in nature

Wow, was I wrong! Continue reading “When push comes to shove, Mommy style”

Having a mid-anger crisis

I lost it. I totally freaking lost it. Choo-choo and I had two nearly perfect days, then I snapped.

Portrait of exhausted woman

After being called up to his room for the twentieth time in half an hour during nap time, all my hard work went into the toilet. Continue reading “Having a mid-anger crisis”

“No see me!”

Happy little boy playing with his motherSo, I went upstairs to get Choo-choo out of bed after his nap. He heard me walking up the stairs and immediately shouted, “Hi, Momma. You no see me!” Continue reading ““No see me!””

Was it really ever gonna be anything but this?

Curious as to how my day is progressing?

Let me tell you: having woken up late, breakfast was late, which means I was late taking my medicine. Choo-choo’s naptime was late because I wanted us to have time to play and have fun.

Then the neighbors chose that very moment to start work on tearing off and fixing their roof. Continue reading “Was it really ever gonna be anything but this?”

Respect

I have been working so hard, attempting to improve my health and my moods, attempting to be the best mom and wife I can be, all the while following my passion that is writing. Today I failed. Miserably. Most especially with Choo-choo.

Yes, he is a toddler. Yes, this is a very trying time. But today it was more than that. It is abundantly clear that he does not respect me.

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My little Destructor

Choo-choo and I found ourselves in a situation the other day about naptime. I knew he needed to sleep. He vehemently disagreed. I left him in the safety of his bed so I could step away and take more than a few deep breaths. Continue reading “My little Destructor”