A little less crappy
So the past few days have proceeded pretty much like the last post. Cade used to head for his morning nap in a fairly reliable manner, but now-not so much. He seems to hate sleep, not that he was ever a fan, but why now? If he was happy and playful I would assume he is growing out of the morning nap and maybe he'll be so tired by the afternoon that he'll SLEEP. But nope-he is tired and cranky and running around the house screaming like a freakin banshee. He crouches down, arms glued to his side and yells at me like I might just be the worst person he has EVER encountered. My 24lb dictator is driving me nuts. But while he is helping me turn prematurely grey- I'm also dealing with major "issues" surrounding my return to work. I am so stressed about not being with him, I'm probably making it even worse than it would naturally be. I bought his birthday card today and it was ridiculously emotional for me. I stood in the card asile at the grocery store, all watery eyed and overwhelmed. But I ended up with one and it only took me 10 minutes to find a card, FOR A ONE YEAR OLD.
So aside from my pending commitment to a mental health institution and my child throwing perpetual temper tantrums-we're great!
So aside from my pending commitment to a mental health institution and my child throwing perpetual temper tantrums-we're great!
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I was very emotional for Julia's first birthday, too. I focused my energy on making her a time capsule. I collected the usual time capsule items, then wrote her a letter and bought her a piece of jewelry to include. At her party, I used a polaroid camera to take photos of everyone and let each guest (which was just family) write her a note on the bottom of the photo. It helped me to do something like that for her. There's just something about your baby turning one!
When my kids outgrew their morning nap I had to move their afternoon nap up. For a while they were getting lunch at 11:00 and then a nap starting at around 11:30 or 12:00. That eased them into the transition a bit better. I don't think these things ever go smoothly. Courage.
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