My entire day, so far, has consisted of me saying "no" over and over again. "Calix! Mommy said NO!" I mean..I guess he's testing his limits or whatever..but how many times do I have to stick him in his crib till he fucking gets it?
I hate yelling at him. And I'm sure he doesn't take me seriously when I do..because daddy's always the strict one..but GEEEZZZEEEE..I'm just so tired. I feel like crying. I've been so upset with him all day that my stomach's like..all twisted.
But it's like..how can I be mad at him when he's so sweet to me? He crawls up and wraps his little arms around my leg, or opens his arms to be picked up and then he loves all over me.
..but what can I do to keep him away from the bookshelf??? I can't tell you how many books have wrinkled covers..chewed covers..or torn out pages because of him. That's the one thing he does that has mommy and daddy telling him "no!". He thinks it's funny! He gives a big smile like it's a game..and then he lands himself in his crib until he can "be a good boy".
It's been storming here for the past 2 days and is apparently supposed to continue up until Wednesday so it's not like I can just stick him in his stroller and go for a walk or anything. Oh golly, I miss O. :(
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