Monday, November 28, 2011

I understand why some animals eat their young...

I probably shouldn't be posting right now. I should walk away from the computer, count to 10, do some deep breathing exercises, and come back to post when I am not literally quivering with rage. It never ceases to amaze me that a tiny little person who doesn't even come up to my waist yet, can create such total anarchy and chaos in a relatively short time. (I'm honestly not even sure what this one was about, I think it had something to do with bread...)

We have had two very crazy, stressful weeks. We traveled, we got sick, we got better, we cleaned, we had guests, we celebrated a holiday, we partied, we traveled some more, we haven't gone to bed on time more than twice in that time. I get it. Her schedule is all out of whack, her little body and mind are on meltdown and she doesn't have any other coping skills at this point other than screaming like an incoherent little banshee.

I love my daughter dearly but if she lives to see three it might be a miracle (and her birthday is in only two days). Now if you'll excuse me I think I'll go have a crying, screaming, meltdown myself... or maybe not. Writing is pretty cathartic. At least I'm not shaking with the effort it took to not smack her anymore.

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