I love my son. He is my off spring and there are so many times I can't imagine life without him. BUT.... Today is NOT one of them. I am so irritated by his non verbal grunting. He KNOWS what he wants and I guess by some miraculous means he thinks that grunting and temper tantrum throwing , oh and not to mention that arm pinching thing he does is gonna help him get it. (luckily the head banging thing has not been happening)
SERIOUSLY Its not. I try to be patient. I try to be loving and caring but all I can think about is my bed and headphones.
This morning my incredibly pleasant spawn woke up at 4 am.. Thanks right 4 am. Do you know what is up at 4 am. NOTHING. I tried the whole sleep with mommy thing. Look Tyler the sun is still asleep direction and NOTHING. He kept signing all done.
Put in a movie. Go potty, get a carnation for him and put up the gate to the bathroom. Try sleeping for a few more minutes and nothing.
Finally, had DH sleep/watch him ( he can sleep though a lot) and I head to another room. Only to be awoke at 7 so that Ty wasn't "alone" for to long. I go in to put on Jammie pants and find the toilet OVERFLOWING with Toilet paper. He had knocked over the gate and put and ENTIRE ROLL in the toilet. Taken everything off the bookcase ( a daily occurrence) and pulled EVERYTHING off the dresser.
He ate a good big bites of food for breakfast. And then decided hew as all done and to throw a fit when I tried to change him. Then to scream and throw a fit as I went about the morning doing laundry and picking up.
I got ready for Sunday ( my mom wasn't kidding when she said hell broke lose on Sunday Morning) only to have him throw yet 2 more temper tantrums about the movies HE chose to watch.
He finally fell asleep on the floor and I ran some errands ( missing church of course because who wants to go when they just survived a handful of tantrums) only to have him wake up and whine, whine, whine even when I am sitting on the floor playing with him.
Oh and he threw all 56 letters in his magnet alphabet set, spit out his drink on the floor, threw his balls out of his ball pit and all the while managed to make a mess in the kitchen.
Did I mention if he wasn't cute I would be HURTING something right now?
Oh and if anyone asks if I would change anything, I don't think I can honestly answer I would. I would change him. I would make things easier for him. I would make him "normal."
I am a bad mom