It could be one of those days...

Trying to figure a set schedule with two kids under 2 is just not possible.  For the past week they've been little angels sleeping until 7:30 and my son (the two year old) wanting an extra half hour in bed alone to chat.  This week it has been rise and shine around 5:30 for my little dollie girl, who sleeps on a duvet on our floor because she refuses to settle into the $150+ crib sheets setup for her.  We had complex issues this morning... I had to get out to buy milk for coffee or nothing was going to happen, mama must have coffee or else.  I left my little doll in bed with my husband and returned home to see Dadda out in the driveway in his underwear doing the "garbage hussle" to catch the garbage man (so we don't have a two week back up on diapers).  My immediate thought- where is Phoebe (forget the embarrassment of my husband half nakie in his undies) she was safe, freaking out because she was put down, but safe inside waiting for all to return.
Some mornings we're thrown straight to the fire.  Whether it be low on coffee, a diaper blowout, waking up on the wrong side of the big boy bed or a strong margarita from the night before- somehow we manage to tame everything with a few hours of pajama play and no rush to get anywhere.  We enjoy the rest of the day until the dawn of the dead cycle returns at bedtime.
Lately my son has been ending his evenings with some serious temper tantrums- tough ones.  He is a really good boy, so this must be something age appropriate and along the lines of testing his boundaries.  He gets so upset that it is almost impossible to pick him up and wrestle him into bed. I'm starting to recognize all of the ingredients to what provokes a tantrum, the number one factor- Theo being tired.  He starts to go after one thing "go outside" or "mamma's shampoo bubbles" and then it's game over as soon as he gets a "no".   I have to get better at diverting with something else, a new option, rather then a "no" we could side swipe the meltdown.  I'm still not yet alarmed at the little hulk like behavior- I think it's normal and come morning time my sweet little angel boy wakes in his room to singing his language lab (yankee doodle) and the call for me 'knock knock mamma.'

Comments

[reuben]

Welcome to the blogosphere, Hil! I'm all for freedom of expression, but can we split the difference with the First Amendment and keep the detailed descriptions of me and my underwear to a minimum? I'm kidding -- just keep writing!