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There are some days, I swear, that my son is trying to make me insane. How can he be SO good at it at only 4 and a half years old? He was well behaved this morning, we went to OT and then to my mom's (on the kids' request). Then we went to the library because I wanted to get some books on new babies for the kids and also some Curious (mc) George books for Lily.
Lily was a little naughty at the library, but once I got her situated with the computer and software there, she was happy to play by herself. Laszlo, on the other hand, proceeded to have tantrum after tantrum if he wasn't able to see me for ONE second. And I was always right there. It's always fun to have two kids with you, one screaming like a fucking banshee, in the LIBRARY. It would only be mildly more pleasant at say, the supermarket, but I wouldn't be getting those stares and "shh's" at the market. I felt like people were looking at my belly going, "Oh yeah, have another why don't ya? You are handling the ones you have SO well."
We got home, I fed the kids...they were starved...so I blamed that on his horrible behavior. But what was his excuse an hour after lunch when he had tantrum after tantrum over NOTHING. He had no fever. No complaints. Just totally trying to drive me to drink. Then the little mind fucker has the nerve to say, "Mommy, can you please love me?" when I'm at my wit's end. Did I say he was manipulative?@!?! Then he smiles, so I know he was faking the whole time. ARGH.
Of course, this is one of the very rare nights that Robert is at a dinner party thing and won't be home until at least 10. With his new job, he doesn't get home until after 8 most nights, but very close to 8. It's now 9:10 and I haven't heard from him about what train he's making home from NYC. I just hope he doesn't want to chat me up when he gets home...I'll be enjoying my quiet, if I freakin' get any. I'm sensing some fake sleep in my near future.
Lily's in my bed watching TV and Laszlo's in his bed, and at least for now, quiet.
I never thought someone I loved this much could make me this frustrated and crazy. Am I alone here? *I* needed a time out today...too bad I didn't get one.
Lily was a little naughty at the library, but once I got her situated with the computer and software there, she was happy to play by herself. Laszlo, on the other hand, proceeded to have tantrum after tantrum if he wasn't able to see me for ONE second. And I was always right there. It's always fun to have two kids with you, one screaming like a fucking banshee, in the LIBRARY. It would only be mildly more pleasant at say, the supermarket, but I wouldn't be getting those stares and "shh's" at the market. I felt like people were looking at my belly going, "Oh yeah, have another why don't ya? You are handling the ones you have SO well."
We got home, I fed the kids...they were starved...so I blamed that on his horrible behavior. But what was his excuse an hour after lunch when he had tantrum after tantrum over NOTHING. He had no fever. No complaints. Just totally trying to drive me to drink. Then the little mind fucker has the nerve to say, "Mommy, can you please love me?" when I'm at my wit's end. Did I say he was manipulative?@!?! Then he smiles, so I know he was faking the whole time. ARGH.
Of course, this is one of the very rare nights that Robert is at a dinner party thing and won't be home until at least 10. With his new job, he doesn't get home until after 8 most nights, but very close to 8. It's now 9:10 and I haven't heard from him about what train he's making home from NYC. I just hope he doesn't want to chat me up when he gets home...I'll be enjoying my quiet, if I freakin' get any. I'm sensing some fake sleep in my near future.
Lily's in my bed watching TV and Laszlo's in his bed, and at least for now, quiet.
I never thought someone I loved this much could make me this frustrated and crazy. Am I alone here? *I* needed a time out today...too bad I didn't get one.
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Date: 2006-09-15 01:25 am (UTC)I can relate to this with every fiber of my being somedays. Or rather some nights, as Elise apparently does not need sleep.
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Date: 2006-09-15 02:23 pm (UTC)Is he begging for more attention? Since Lily seems to be OK, can you set her up with something to play with for a while, take Laszlo on your lap and tell him how much you love him and just sit with him and let him bask in 100% loving attention for a little while every chance you get? This is what's working with Sasha. I don't have to do it so often or for as long these days. It's sweet anyway, and this practise helped me feel reconnected to her when I think baby hormones (besides her just plain bad behavior) were making me feel even more easily annoyed.
I'm rambling. Thinking of you. It's so hard to be a mom.