Mama Needs a Cocktail
….. because this child is wearing me out.
She screamed for ten minutes because she wanted down from her high chair NOW! In fact has taken to screaming for any reason. She wants to crawl over the dog bowls and take a sample and I won’t let her. She wants to climb up the stairs (which she can do now, except she gets tired and wants to stop midway up which would result in her falling down if I weren’t right behind her to catch her) and I won’t let her. In fact, I just let her suck on and chew on a ziploc bag for about an hour because to take it away from her caused such ear-splitting screams that I couldn’t take it. I decided now was a good time to choose my battles. Please don’t call CPS on me. It was a big gallon size bag and it was sealed shut, so there was no chance she was going to choke on it, or get it open and pull it over her head.
She keeps spitting up everywhere. I am not worried - I think it’s just because she’s so mobile now that she shakes things up in there. But still. I’m so sick of cleaning it up from her, from me, from the floor.
She just peed on me when I was changing her diaper and onesie (see above note about spit up). Thankfully she was naked at the time so no other articles of clothing were touched by the pee fountain. Oh yes, girls can do the pee fountain too. Don’t think they can’t. It may not shoot as far as a boy’s pee fountain, but they can do it.
And the funnest part of all this… fun….. is that Jake is out of town so I have no one to hand her off to or otherwise put in charge of keeping her from killing herself.
I think now might be a good time to find a mother’s day out program. For everyone’s safety and sanity.
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No wonder your eye is twitching! Any other Mom’s in the ‘hood you could meet up with on a somewhat regular basis?
You horrible mother, do you let her eat lead paint too?
Seriously, whatever shuts them up at this point I’m all for. We’ve suddenly discovered that we have a voice and it’s on ear piercing scream at all times. One of these times, I’m going to make up a little extra martini and pour it into the scream.
It’s great fun.
Oooh, can I come too?? How about starting our own “Single Moms But Not Really Most Of The Time” drinking club??
I take that back.
It should be the “Married Moms But You’d Never Know It Most Of The Time” club!
If I was in the neighborhood I’d pop on over with cocktail fixings & big fat chocolate muffins (or something)….
Hope your day goes better!
i had one of these days yesterday when i was just super emotional from the hormones, for some reason, and then The Tot chucked a used diaper at my face… and didn’t miss. i flipped out on him and then went in my room and cried into my pillow.
this mom shit is hard.
Hey, I offered to babysit…