Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Do you ever feel....

Nutso-crazy! I'm feeling nutso-crazy lately. Cabin-feverish. At my wits end with my daughter. I love her to bits, but oh my goodness, lately she is driving me bonkers! As I mentioned in the previous post, she's sleeping in front of my bedroom door with her toes stuck under there. She's in the room, mind you, because I locked her in after she refused to lay down with me to take a nap. I'd just had enough! 2 minutes peace is all I'm asking for! Every few minutes I hear a really loud pathetic sob come from my bedroom. She's sleeping though. Fitful, but asleep.

What is one to do??? She wants to nurse. She doesn't want to nurse. Rather than nurse she wants to flail around like a fish and bang her head on any hard surface. She wants to eat, she doesn't want to eat. She only wants to eat cookies and ice and fruit snacks. Umm, no. She spews what ever food I put in her mouth at me. I've been showered in food a lot lately. Now I just wear an apron whenever I know I have to try to get her to eat.

She likes to wake in the night, sit up and scream at the top of her lungs. She won't nurse, which used to be the remedy. Kevin yelling at her to lay down and go to sleep seems to work, though.

I have no break. They come with me in the bathroom, shower, dressing room, everywhere. They go to the store, the library, church (where much fit throwing takes place as well), all with me.

I think I need to find a babysitter once a week or something.

3 comments:

Susan said...

Oh hon, that stinks. Do they have an hourly child care center there? The kids maybe could go do stuff with other kids for a couple hours a week. It's pretty cheap, too. Good luck, I feel your pain.

Celeste said...

They have a daycare/preschool thing just down the street....but it's $100 a week. Right now we're just trying to focus on making it through $400 paychecks. I'm thinking maybe I'll see if there's a teenager around the neighborhood that would like a couple extra bucks and go that route. We'll see. Kevin is so paranoid about the money issue that I'm afraid to do anything extra...

Susan said...

God, I so know how that goes! Good luck.