Don't Blink

Scene: Morning of the second day of school; I am waking Caden up.
"Hey buddy, its time to go to GinaMary's for daycare"
"No Momma, I want to go to school, to preschool!"
"Sorry buddy, your not big enough yet"
"Yes mom. I is big now....see" {Stretches legs out in the air to show me}
Fast forward 30 minutes; dropping Izze off at school (after leaving a pouting Caden at daycare as he watched his friends go to preschool and he didn't--MOM GUILT)
"Bye Fa-shizza, have a good day"
"Bye mom, see you after school!" {looks around to see who's watching BEFORE she gives me a kiss}
So I walk to my car and climb in and turn the radio on.
The song "Don't Blink" is playing.
And here comes the tears....they flow.....and flow...... and flow.

Buckwheats!

Entry: Temper Tantrum
Part of Speech: noun
Deffinition: a loss of mental balance or composure, esp. by an outburst of anger or irritation; also called [tantrum, rage]




I think she gets this from her Grandma Gayle, of course some MAY argue it comes from me!

The results

So after 2 hours, yes, 2 hours of the nap time fight. She finally has given in. It took me hiding next to the pack and play and gently slipping her fingers off the side every time she reached up. But it worked! There were a few tears from both teams but all in all I think we will all live. I'm pretty sure I'm far more scarred then she will ever be (about letting her cry a little). But in the end, I DID IT. I got her down. Now, if tomorrow is this easy........

And the award for bad mom of the year goes to.....

ME!

Wow. Where to start. I'm one stubborn ASS. Lets start with that. I like to win, I like to be right and I'm in charge in this house! Or so I was until we decided to have a baby! All of a sudden there is someone else controling my body for nine months, then after that I somewhat get my body back and she controls my life. And 99% of the time, thats GREAT. I love it. But today, I am at my wits end!

Izze needs a nap, mommy needs a nap, EVERYONE needs a nap. But now that we have reached this GREAT milestone of standing in the crib (without reaching the one of figuring out how to get back down), naps are near impossible! She is about asleep, I lay her down, this is when she should take a nap. But no, instead she stands and SCREAMS. So I lay her down again, 73 seconds later, a standing screaming baby. I figure, be the nice mom, pick her up, rock her again. Almost asleep, lay her down 39 seconds, a standing screaming baby. I lay her down, she stands and screams. AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN. She can't NOT nap, she is tooo tierd. I gave in, I will hold her while she naps. This should work right? NOPE! Moms holding me, it must be time to play with moms eyelashes or pick moms nose or pull moms hair. So I lay her down and this time, she hasn't got up. But she's surely not asleep. She is laying there sobbing until she is ready to puke. And I just don't know what to do, because this is one I'm just not going to win. I can NOT outsmart the 9 month old.