My boy.
Lately, my boy is exhausting. I think that is under the definition of "toddler" in the dictionary, at least the parent dictionary.
"He was such a sweet, happy baby. What happened"??????
Well, he's walking, frustrated trying to talk, doesn't want to be held....in a very simple sense - he's growing up.
And, I swear, if one more person says that to me today, I'm going to scream....because honestly, I feel like doing that most days by bedtime anyway, so go ahead, push me a little harder.
It's hard most days, but lately, it's harder than most. Big breath. "This too shall pass".....and then he'll be driving.
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