so not going to blog particularly, except to say that I ought to know better. My little girl doesn’t manage quiet unplanned days at home very well – she starts the day with “Where are we going, who are we seeing?” and if the answer is no one, it goes downhill from there. The problem being that I need peace and quiet every now and then. How did I end up with a child with such very different needs to me? There is never quiet where she is – she is singing, or dancing, or talking to herself – she never stops talking! And just every now and then, I’d like quiet…
They played in the garden, and fought. My little boy likes being outside – I caused a tantrum from him this morning when I tried to get him to stop dragging my coat and bag around the room. Then I realised he was trying to make me get ready to go out. We should have taken Big to ballet this evening, but she threw the most almighty tantrum when we were getting ready, so that was a no go (which made me feel really bad for her – she loves ballet. But you don’t slam doors on ppl, no matter how cross you are. And that was after the screaming, stamping, and shouting at me). But when I went to take Small out of the car, he threw a tantrum of his own, so I loaded him back in and drove down to the garage at the end of the road, to get the car booked in for tomorrow. (It’s doing something weird with gears.) Then I drove around the next two villages and sure enough he was asleep within a mile, too tired for words. Did I forget to mention that I started night weaning him last night?
I’m crawling through the days from lack of sleep. A couple of nights ago he went through of his own accord. The night before last he made it til daylight. So last night I thought I’d see if I could push it a bit. Well, thought might be an overgenerous description. It didn’t go well. He thrashed around for ages, and eventually went back to sleep lying across my pillow, meaning I woke up with a really stiff neck as well when Big came in at nine.
Which is another reason why the day went badly – always does when we get up late.
Ah well, tomorrow is another day. And another sound.
Sound of today was i.
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5 responses to “not a good day”
Also seriously thinking about stopping feeding now. I know I could carry on for ages but I really need some sleep and for DD to be less dependent. Had a quiet day here as both mine were at nursery! Hope tomorrow is better for you.
i am filled with admiration for you extended bf’ers. i lasted 4 months with DS and 8 with DD – even though at nearly 2 DD doesn’t sleep through anyway ever night I don’t think I could still be feeding knowing it would be all but guaranteed. well done you!
Yes – I can totally relate to this. i think maybe life would be easier if i didnt get woken up in the night. I still feed fred at night, but I dont think it helps now – if he wakes in the night he only wants a feed (if I’m there) but won’t stop. I cant remember how i stopped night feeding the others. Hope you have a better night 🙂
Hiya Jax, sorry to hear about your ‘not so good’ day. (((hugs))) for you, and I hope the sleep things gets sorted soon.
Jax – have huge hugs and shoulder to lay your head on. You have done a brilliant job with breastfeeding – I unfortunately could not breastfeed Little Chick because of her head trauma – she just would not take the breast any way – she just did not know what to do with it. I used a breast pump for 6 weeks and couldn’t keep up production needed so she eventually went on formula although rejected it at 6 months and had to have soya milk for 2 years!! So I missed out.