I am physically exhausted.
I was explaining my extreme tiredness to my mother in law recently. I was certain that I had some kind of deficiency because, despite adequate sleep, I am plain wore out by the end of the day.
She sweetly put it into perspective: "Christy, you are a mom to a toddler. " Oh, I am supposed to feel like this? This inability to function past 9pm is normal? This is my new normal??? (said in shrieking voice)
Uhhh, they didn't mention this in any book I read!!
And, I thought that dealing with a newborn on little to no sleep was difficult......I am not sure I can survive toddler-hood!! It's a whole different ballgame, ya'll.
And, Andrew walking is really the least of my troubles. At least now we can go walking outside, and I don't have to worry about how I am going to get the grass and mud stains out from the knees of his pants.
I guess I wasn't prepared mentally or physically for the getting off, getting on; picking up, putting down; wrestling into, wrestling out of; screaming here, laughing there; throwing this; cuddling that; whining one minute, crying the next; tired for two seconds, catching a 'second wind' for thirty minutes.
Maybe being a toddler is like being on a roller coaster of emotions. Is it the same for the mothers of toddlers? One minute I just want to kiss and hold him all day, the next.....I want to follow his lead and beat my head on the floor!!
It's exhausting. But, as I was rocking that sweet thing to bed tonight (rocking is a rare occurrence these days) I reminded myself that, in the grand scheme of his life, these three or four years of being a toddler are so short. I need to just enjoy his cute, sweet self now and learn not to stress over his mood swings. Some days that is easier said than done. But, I'm trying........
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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