Lately, I feel like I have been everything to everyone, and it’s exhausting! Ever feel that way? Stew worked so much last week. Wednesday, he went into work at noon and worked until midnight! Thursday, he had to go in at 9am and didn’t get home until 7pm (Turner was already getting ready for bed). Friday, he had to be at work at 6am! I feel terrible that he’s working so much. But, I need a serious vacation
and by vacation I mean that I need to get my hair cut! I have a newfound respect for single parents!
Thursday afternoon, I was spent. Turner took his morning and midday naps like a champ. I got SO MUCH work done (rentals, QuickBooks, monthly statements, answered a million phone calls, etc). I fed Turner around 2:00. By about 3:30, he was so tired and getting grumpy. So, I put him in his swing to see if he’d take a catnap. This usually works like a charm. He cried HYSTERICALLY! After a few minutes, I went to sit with him. He wouldn’t stop, so I picked him up. I rocked him for a little, and he calmed down. His eyelids were so heavy, so I put him in his crib…CRIED HYSTERICALLY! I put him in his play gym, CRIED HYSTERICALLY. At this point, I had to pull out the snot sucker he was so worked up! All he wanted was to be held, and he is never like that! Needless to say, it was a LONG afternoon. It was finally dinnertime, so we sat at the dinner table together, staring at each other, and ate… just the two of us. He was probably wishing for a change of scenery at that point!
Friday morning, I felt like I pressed rewind and hit the play button starting at around 3:30 Thursday afternoon. He was so tired, so I put him in his crib for his morning nap (usually his best nap of the day)…Not havin’ it! I even had to pull out the snot sucker again (teething? sniffles? separation anxiety?)! After more of the same (see paragraph above), I finally got him calmed down and put him in his crib. I turned on his classical music and sat in my office. He was finally quiet! Could he be….SLEEPING? So I walked by his room and I saw this
He clearly prefers working on crawling and slapping things rather than napping.
Do you see those tired eyes!?!
Being is a parent is a tiring and difficult job, but somehow we always survive, don’t we? We survive the sleepless nights, the poopy diapers, the 103-degree fevers, and the long hours of crying! Parents are truly superheroes. Thoughts? Stories? I’d love to hear!!