This post is strictly for ventilation purposes, as this morning just about killed me.
Kids. Let's talk about em', shall we?
They are the cutest, funniest little beings on this planet. My little cutie pie, Ellie Mae, is quite the character. And I love her to death.... but I just have one question....How in the world are children so...for lack of a better word.....bipolar?? One minute they are the sweetest, cuddly, most angelic human beings. Then the next, they are throwing tantrums, waking you up at 6 in the morning and using your lipstick as a crayon, and yanking on your hoop earrings till your ears bleed! (never wearing those again)
Then in the midst of the screaming and kicking, they will randomly walk over to you and throw their tiny little arms around you and say in the sweetest voice ever, "I'm sorry momma"..... then all of the crazyness disappears because of that small moment of love.
How does this happen?! and is this normal? or is Ellie the only bipolar toddler out there?
And forgive me if that sounds harsh, me calling my child bipolar. But these ups and downs are killing me. I need to learn how to have more patience. I need to learn to brush things off. I need to learn that she is a TODDLER and things are going to be crazy for a little while.
But is it true that this is just a phase? The terrible two's? Or do the ups and downs just get worse? This question is for mothers who have mastered this whole 'mommy' thing. Because I apparently haven't.
Lately I have felt like a moody mother who is always running on 5 hours of sleep.
I have been a moody mother who is always running on 5 hours of sleep. UGH.
Then I feel bad for being a crappy wife & mother... then I change my attitude and decide that I am going to take the ups and downs lightly, and be a happier person. Then everything just happens all over again. Maybe it's ME that is the bipolar one. hhmm.. maybe I should get checked for that. or maybe I should get checked for being a hypochondriac, because I always think something is wrong with me. Am I going insane? Do I sound like I am insane? I promise I am not.....
just breathe, Michelle.
I mentioned at the beginning of this post that I was going to vent right? I warned you, so don't be annoyed that I just wasted the last 5 minutes of your time.
My Goals for the next week:
-take a chill pill
-quit bein' so bipolar and moody
-smother Ellie with kisses and hugs even if she is making me want to pull my hair out
-love my amazingly wonderful husband with every ounce of energy that I have
-quit writing venting posts (I can't promise this one, so just bear with me)
-quit being so darn baby hungry. HELLLLOOOO I can barely handle one child!
I'll let ya know how my goals go. . let's hope for the best :)