Some days as a parent are hard. I have a hard time with the hard days. I get really down on myself because I get frustrated or impatient with this tiny little human who can’t even tell me what is going on.
Today I was trying to put Kade down for his first nap and kind of knew that it wasn’t going to go well. You can just tell… And I didn’t respond well, which I am not proud of looking back on it. He ended up skipping his first nap which is usually a much needed break for me to recharge. I had to hand him off to Kyle because I went from calm to just completely overwhelmed in the span of like 10 minutes.
Kade has been having a few hard days. On Tuesday he got his first of the two flu shots, not looking forward to the second one in a month… We think he is teething. He is on the verge of crawling. And he wants to walk ALL DAY EVERY DAY but can’t do it by himself so we have to be hunched over to help him. And I can’t be hunched over all day so when we sit down to play he just gets SO frustrated.
I know this will all pass but dear heavens I am SO tired. I am mentally tired from trying to figure out what he needs and physically tired because I am carrying him and/or hunched over all the time. I get sad because I am trying to enjoy every moment, I know I will blink and he will be 18, but I am also like… can you please crawl already?!?
My mind is also going 2,000 miles an hour about raising a kid, the election… Everything politics going on in our country is making me really anxious. I feel helpless and don’t know where to start to help.
Tomorrow I will wake up and just take the day minute by minute and not think about anything but being present. I am hoping that will help make me feel less overwhelmed. Plus it is Friday and Kyle will be able to hang all weekend!
Thanks for reading!!
Love, tired mom, Tasman