So someone remind me to read that post after nights like last night and days like today okay? Remind me that this is just a stage.
BG clearly isn't napping at school. For a child as dependent on sleep as she is, this is a disaster. By the time I get her at 5:30, she is as close to meltdown as one can possibly be. And then the first time she hears "no" or doesn't get her way, all hell breaks lose. For real.
I picked her up early on Wednesday and was told she didn't nap at all. I get a little pissy hearing that because she's two, I feel like you should make it happen, but, I'm not there all day so I don't know what happens. Anyways.
We had plans to meet up with Anne and her kiddos for a bit and I was determined to make that happen. Rookie. Having heard the "no nap" news, I should have immediately aborted said mission, but I didn't.
Y'all, there are no words. I was so embarrassed at her behavior (especially compared to Anne's sweet kiddos) that I just wanted to crawl in a hole. Nothing I like more than chasing her down in a food court and then having her pee in her stroller out of pure spite at being locked in there. Such good times.
Yesterday was much the same. Once again, she clearly hadn't napped at school and was out of her mind tired. I took her on a run and she promptly cried the entire time. Obviously we cut that run short.
She hasn't had a proper bath in two days. After dinner, we reach crisis mode where she cries and just wants to be held until she goes to sleep. Add all this to the fact that Mr. P has been working ridiculous hours lately and it's been all me with her, and I'm spent.
I get the no nap thing. I mean, I get why it makes her so tired. I hate that our evenings are like this. Every single day. It exhausts me and it kills me. I feel like all my time with her is spent with at least one of us in tears (and by all my time, I'm clearly exaggerating but bear with me).
Add to the fact (keeping up with this crazy train?) that we're battling a little issue of her not listening to me, and I am completely overwhelmed. This morning, we were both in tears over whether she would wear one of two ponytails. Yes. I know, ridiculous.
All I told her was to sit still so I could do the second ponytail and she would not do it. She kept jumping around and moving and I lost it. It seems so simple to me; do what your Mother says yet we struggle daily.
I'm new to kids. I didn't have tons of younger siblings or cousins running around. I was never big on baby sitting, so I have no clue what I'm doing with her. How much can I expect of her? Telling her to "sit still" for five seconds should not be a big deal right?
I'm at my wits end y'all. I was sobbing by the time I got her to school this morning and it's put a damper on my whole day. I'm frustrated with her for not listening, I'm frustrated that I always feel like I'm on my own because of Mr. P's work, and I'm frustrated that she's always so tired.
I'm completely overwhelmed.
And this is no one's fault, in fact I hate to even place too much blame on her (except for the no listening thing), this is just my head right now. I know this is a season (hopefully a short one) and I know we'll get through this, I'm just overwhelmed. Freaking big time.
Tips on working with her on listening? Tips on keeping my patience (or finding some)? Tips? Anyone? Bueller?
Aka, help a sister out. I'm done son.