I think all four of us are in varying phases of “under the weather.” Both kids are super snotty and have a low appetite. Aaron and I have a headache thing going on and Aaron’s got sneezing to go with it. Really? On Easter weekend??
Sighs. It’s ridiculous. and poor Phoebe is pitiful when I have to suction her nose…Patrick is actually letting me clean out his nose. The weather needs to stop being wishy-washy and get it’s act together. Our little family is suffering from the indecisive weather, I believe.
Totally sucks. I feel so bad for Phoebe…her poor sweet face. And nothing really works to get rid of it except time. :(
Have days where you question your ability to parent because of how horrible your child is acting?
I’m right there. He doesn’t listen to anything I say. He deliberately does things I ask him not to do. He drove a car over his sister. He nearly broke her swing. His room is wrecked.
I feel like a total failure as a parent today. I need chocolate. Or really bad sweets. I’m settling for Greek yogurt because apparently we have nothing else sweet easily available in the house.
I just want to cry. I’m so praying it’s his age and that I’m not totally inept. Cause sure feeling that way right now.
…is at my house today. You may THINK you have the poop…but you don’t. Between Patrick and Phoebe, we have all the poop covered here. =/
Man, I can’t wait for Aaron to come home and do some poopy diapers…of course they probably won’t poop while he is home. They like to poop for me. =/
I considered a long post explaining it all, but I’m sure it would come across as me being overly sensitive, getting upset at things beyond anyone’s control, and complaining about things people have to deal with everyday.
But today won. Today won hard. And I don’t get cuddles or sex because Aaron is out of town. We barely have enough chocolate to cover the tip of the iceberg.
I just want to finish the dishes and go to bed early. Hopefully our washer gets fixed tomorrow.
I was a day late taking the picture, but Phoebe turned ONE MONTH OLD yesterday!!! I can’t believe it!
The second picture is Patrick at One month old on the frog…for comparison of my babies sizes when they were both the same age.
And a little comparison…Patrick and Phoebe, today, both on the frog. =D
Phoebe turned one month old yesterday (so in denial of that still) and this morning her umbilical stump finally fell off. That took forever!!
What genius in the Army thought my introverted, computer geek husband would be a good recruiter?
I hate this place. Tiny Army is the biggest joke ever.
I hate how it makes my husband feel. Like he’s a failure because he isn’t outgoing and isn’t willing to be a slimy used car salesman to get people to join.
Is it 2016 yet?