It's not baby-related, but it is related to my first baby: my three year old.
BACKSTORY: Nate goes to preschool every morning. It's through the local elementary school so the school bus picks him up from his daycare every morning at 7:02 and takes him to preschool. DH normally takes him to daycare at 6:30 because I don't have to be at work until 9:30. I usually stay home and Lily and I get ready at about 8:00 and then I take her to (the same) daycare.
DH has to work early all week (he's leaving the house at 5:00) so he can't take Nate to daycare to catch the bus. That means it's up to me.
Needless to say I'm not used to having to get two kids and myself ready and be out the door by 6:30. I was up with plenty of time to get myself and Lily ready, but I forgot about what a heel-dragger Nathan is.
He's a typical three year old: easily distracted and not worred about rushing for anything or anyone. I got just a teeny bit frustrated with him this morning. I didn't raise my voice, but my tone was definitely saying, "I'm this close to losing my mind."
He dresses himself and brushes his own teeth every morning but he needed constant prodding this morning because playing with his sister, singing a song, or just staring at the ceiling was much more exciting.
I finally got the kids in the car at 6:45. 15 minutes late, but we can still manage. I got him to daycare at 6:57. Whew.
He goes in and sits at the table in the lunchroom to eat a bowl of cereal while I drop Lily off and sign them in. I go to give him a kiss and the director comes over and says, "OK, Nate! Your bus is here, let's go!" and he breaks down into sobs: "I-I-I-I'm still e-e-e-eating!!!!!"
My kid doesn't cry. Not over things like that.
I tried to explain to him (briefly) that he always eats breakfast at preschool, too (he gets first and second breakfast, just like a hobbit) but he didn't want to hear it. I ended up carrying him out to the bus and the bus driver (who also gave him a hug and tried to explain to him about breakfast at preschool) had to carry him onto the bus. He cried the entire time.
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So, I got into my truck with tears in my eyes convinced that he's so upset because I've been frustrated with him all morning and his little tummy is probably a bundle of nerves.
I'm stuck at work until 6:00. I just want to leave and go hug my Peanut...
Re: I feel like a terrible mommy (sort of NBR)
Awe - hotsauce, I'm so sorry!
Not to be an AW in your parade but I'm sending you a PM regarding a question I had for you.
ETA: as a poster below noted - he is probably over it by now and playing with the other little kiddies.
I'll be waiting!
Aw, I'm sure it is forgotten by now! I hate being so scheduled in the mornings though...I'd love to leisurely wake up and get ready and play with DS before work.
I grew up in Pittsburgh and live in Baltimore now. What a freaking game yesterday. I'm still getting sh!t for it at work. Grrrrr.
Happy Birthday, little man. We love you so much!
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I didn't watch the game...we don't get many east coast games here in Phoenix.
It makes me sad, but I'm glad I missed them handing us our own rear ends. I hate, hate, hate Baltimore/Pittsburgh games. They're always so physical and so close! And they really matter, since we're in the same division....ugh. lol
This. It is soooo tough getting them both there in the mornings. I hate it. And I give you kudos for keeping your cool!
I know! I hate them too...and it sucks that they matter so much!
Happy Birthday, little man. We love you so much!
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Oh, poor mama. I'm sure he is okay, maybe he just really likes breakfast?