Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
This weekend was a very bipolar one for me. On Saturday I was just finished. I was ready to throw in the mothering towel and I was completely and utterly disenchanted with motherhood. As I hid in the bathroom while The Munchkin had his… actually at this point I lost count of how how many tantrums he had thrown that day. But it was towards the end of the day and I couldn’t stand it anymore. And as I sat on the bathroom floor I wondered to myself just how the hell I’m going to cope with two children.
I have neither the energy or sanity to deal with a newborn if this is the kind of toddler I’m going to have to handle as well.
I suppose it didn’t help that both of us were sick and miserable and without The Husband.
Then on Sunday he was a completely different boy. Complete 180° turn: Pleasant, helpful and happy. Also he took a 4 hour nap which really helped me to get over the flu that I caught from him.
I have not been dealing with him well and for the first time I felt like a bad mother. We’re constantly butting heads and sometimes it’s ends in physical violence (from him, not me).
But also, this pregnancy has been so different from my first one. For one I have very little patience with everyone from my son to my colleagues to strangers on the internet. The amount of times I’ve come close to breaking my #1 Rule Of Living On The Internet: Don’t argue with people on the online. I have to keep reminding myself of this rule at least 10 times a day lately because my word, I fly off the handle so easily.
The tagline for this pregnancy is: “Don’t come at me! Well, unless you have food” because also I’m so damn hungry this time around. I’ll have a big meal and half an hour later I’ll be starving again. Are you kidding me?!
Those people who say that when you’re pregnant you only need 300 more calories obviously has never been pregnant when you’re starving the entire time. Go jump in the fire!
Then there’s the constant sickness. Being pregnant means that my immune system is low. So having a kid a preschool who just is constantly bringing home different diseases is really not a fun time. Just when I get better he brings something new to infect me with.
But things are looking up. The Munchkin seems to have turned a corner and is his usual, lovely, not demon possessed self. Toddlers are no joke you guys.
But anyway, the world moves on and I have a great competition coming up next week so keep an eye out!