So glad that its finally the weekend. The week started fine, but quickly got to be one of the most challenging weeks I've had lately.
Of course if you read my last post, you know how Wednesday went. And thank you all for your kind and supportive comments!! I'm so glad I have a place to vent and friends like you all!
The rest of the week just went downhill from there. The only good thing about Wednesday was that it was a simultaneous nap day. Love those. But of course sometimes they are pretty rare.
Thursday Little Man was a challenge from the time his feet hit the floor in the morning. I don't know what was up with him, but there was nothing I could do to get his behavior under control. He was in time outs all throughout the day. And then came nap time. Was not going down for anything. And all of a sudden he's completely freaked out by the lamp in the bedroom. Its just a plain old ordinary lamp. But the shade is pretty old and yellowed and is cracking in some places (its a hard plastic thing). On Thursday while he was laying down he started getting all hysterical telling me to stop the lamp. And you could tell he was totally freaked out by it. Everytime I would lay him down he would look at it and start crying. Guess maybe I will have to try getting a new lampshade... He's fine at night... probably because its so dark he can't really see the lamp.
And with all the carrying on he ended up waking up baby girl... by the time tweenie got home from school I just had to leave her to watch the two little ones before I completely blew up and lost my cool.
At least Little man went to bed pretty early and fell asleep in about 2 minutes...
Then on Friday, little man's behavior was great. But baby girl ended up having a day full of time outs.
I suppose having two parents with OCD tendencies pretty much predisposes the children to OCD tendencies...
Baby girl figured out how she could climb onto the rubbermaid storage thing with drawers that sits next to the tv/stereo... and she realized if she sat on it she could grab remotes and movies and turn up the volume on the stereo. Every single time I left the room she was up on that thing. I finally had to start giving her time outs and putting her in the playpen if I had to leave the room for a minute... she had time out after time out and still 2 days later will not stop climbing that thing. I would move it, but then if I just moved everything she climbed on we would have nothing left in the living room. She has to learn. And unfortunately she is very hard-headed.
And to top it all off I completely forgot about baby girl's 18-month well child check up on Friday! We were sitting at the table having lunch and my palm alarm started going off. I thought it was strange, thought maybe tweenie had an early out... but there was not a thing on my calendar. Looked at my palm and it said Dr's apt at 1pm!! It was 12:30, and my husband had taken the car to work. It would have taken him until 1 to get home. When I originally scheduled the appointment the Dr was booked for two months! When I called to reschedule they said she was booked until June!!! WTF??? I wish I would have written the damn appointment on the calendar! Now we have to see the Dr there that I don't like. Grrrr. At least she can go in next week and that won't put us behind schedule. I'm so mad at myself. I didn't even tell my husband about it. It would just end up as ammunition. I'm going to plead pregnant brain! ;)
Let's just hope that next week goes much better than this week! We have our ultrasound on Monday! So hopefully baby is turned right and we can tell if baby is a boy or girl! And then I can start crocheting cute little baby booties and hats ;)
If you're wondering, I'm pretty impartial about whether its a boy or girl. It would be nice to have a boy, otherwise poor little man will be horribly outnumbered! But if we have a girl we will be entirely set on clothes! And we have so many adorable girl clothes that were barely worn. We were pretty poor when we had little man, so we would probably have to buy some clothes (also there may be a seasonal difference--whereas we have plenty of every size and season for a girl with bought and hand me down clothes). And also, I've given birth to one of each. My step-daughter was 5 when my husband and I got together, and our adopted daughter was 6 when we started spending time with her during the adoption process (which all told lasted about a year!). So I didn't have them as babies.
Anyway... excited about Monday and looking forward to a new and better week!
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