It's weeks like these that I look forward to a glass of wine with dinner, a bath, and bed!!
B's top tooth is trying to come through and he is a MONSTER. Seriously, why do the sweet little kiddos turn demonic when they are teething? It's like a cruel joke they play on moms (and dads).
At night B will fall asleep, wake up crying, fall asleep, and repeat 10x. The hubs has the night time routine and he is about ready to break. I'm not one to give meds lightly but tonight B will get a dose of Tylenol if he's fussy again.
I love B to death but a fussy (special needs) crabby babe makes mommy crazy. If you asked me this week if we were going to have another kid I would say hell no!
Despite being pushed to the brink nothing beats those sweet mommy moments with B. Hopefully the monster will pop the tooth soon and return to planet normal child.
I never realized how much motherhood would feel like Tourettes. You can go from totally blissful happy in love with your munchkin to trying not to kill him to wanting to throw a tantrum yourself to blissful again all in 10 minutes!! But I wouldn't give it up for anything!