Friday, September 12, 2014

The Terrible Two


At first glance you would think these are the most precious little children you ever want to meet. To the untrained eye that is. To a mom you know this is the look of two children that have passed out from exhaustion after terrorizing their mother. 

I love being a stay at home mom or a SAHM for all the cool moms out there. But damn there are days when I want to just sit in a corner with a bottle of something strong and rock back and forth. Thats how it was Wednesday. Since school started Jr, Baby J and I have gotten into a routine of sorts. It consists of breakfast, Curious George (ok a lot of Curious George), nap, school, lunch and play time in no particular order. It was really nice. I say was because Wednesday rolled around, they decided they didn't like how things were being run and all hell broke loose.

It's a bit of a blur now but as I can best recall starting at 8am there was a lot of crying, wanting to be held, not wanting solid food only to be nursed, refusal to lay in the crib, all the while Jr is looking at me with those judging 2 1/2 year old eyes and giggling everytime I tried something new to make his sister happy and it not working.

Jr on the other hand decided it wasn't a good day for cereal, we will watch all 86 episodes of Curious George on Netflix, to hell with ABC and 123, lets ride our power wheels instead. 

Finally at 1:30 I managed to get Baby J to fall asleep on my chest and roll her onto the couch next to me. Jr crawled across the couch to his sister, kissed her on the head and curled up behind her for his nap. At that very moment I forgot about the frustration and how tired I was because I was too busy falling in love with them all over again like I do each day. 

Annnd then Thursday came and it happened again! Seriously, in the corner with a bottle of something so so so strong.

6 comments:

  1. Yup, I will be joining you. There are some days that just stink and ain't no one happy!

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  2. I've so been there! My strong drink is usually a Coke-a-Cola, with the sugar, so I have energy and half a brain to deal with the rest of the day. I try not to indulge until after lunch...but there are days. Thanks for this humorous recounting of what was a very stressful day.
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    1. If I drink a coke I'd be bouncing off the walls with them LOL

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  3. You made me laugh so much reading this. Not laughing AT you, laughing WITH you. More like a cry laugh because I kind of want to cry too. Some days we're good and some days we're baaaaaad. Those days are so hard. My 19 month old also likes to nurse more than he did when he was a newborn and doesn't like to take no for an answer. It's rough. I feel you!!!

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    1. It is rough! Why do we let them control us like that?!

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