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OctGirl80
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Lie to me. (long)
OctGirl80
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Tell me it gets easier. That I'll one day I'll be able to get something accomplished without losing my mind. This morning has been a disaster.
DD is the definition of high needs. She's also having a clingy phase that is killing me. I would love to send her to dc just to be able to clean my house (she currently is petrified of the vacuum and the crinkly sound of plastic bags). If I'm not holding her, she will crank after 2 minutes. If I go out of her sight for more than 2 seconds, she has a meltdown. If I'm holding her, she grabs at everything, squirms, and gets fussy if I'm not moving.
As long as I'm holding her and we're playing or moving around, she's the happiest baby around but I can't get anything done that way. We do have an Ergo, but I can only do so much with her in it. And she's a furnace. We're both sweaty after 5 minutes.
And soon she'll be mobile. Wonderful.
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Re: Lie to me. (long)
Put that lil girl in a mother's day out program and take yourself to the movies. It will kill you at first but 2 hours away with no screaming, clingy, needy little love hanging on you will do you good.
Learn to walk away. Your sanity is precious and time alone is valuable. Connor was high needs and Isla is sorta that way. If they can't see me, it's bad. I still put Isla in her swing and I give Connor a job to go draw me something.
I have Mondays off and I take the girls to daycare anyway. Know why? I need a break. Doesn't mean I don't love my daughters but they work my nerves. I want to walk around a store and just browse without having to power walk a cart to the register because I need to get out and change a diaper. If I want to go to lunch by myself, I do it. If I want to take the girls to daycare then go back home and sleep, I do it. Because I can.
Wyatt is the SAME way! Some days are easier, some days are way more difficult. Sometimes I will go in the kitchen to make a bottle and he will crawl in, screaming and grab onto my legs and cry until I pick him up!
It DOES get better though, it really does. Someday your DD will be so independant you will miss these moments (well, kinda)
Wyatt is the SAME way! Some days are easier, some days are way more difficult. Sometimes I will go in the kitchen to make a bottle and he will crawl in, screaming and grab onto my legs and cry until I pick him up!
It DOES get better though, it really does. Someday your DD will be so independant you will miss these moments (well, kinda)
Ok, so this might sound cheesy, but bear with me. My LO is the exact same way. I get so frustrated and almost angry at him when I just need the dishes done and he can't be put down. But the other day the song "cinderella" by steven curtis chapman came on the radio and it literally brought me to tears because I rush through everything with him, and he's already so grown up! I don't know if you've heard the song, but it's about dancing with cinderella (his daughter) because midnight -or her growing up- will come all too soon. Shortly after the song was released, his youngest daughter actually passed away, so the song is even more emotional for him.
Anyway, it helped me remember that someday I will seriously miss this. Not trying to make that cliche post, but I guess I just did.
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She knows as soon as she starts crying you'll come for her. She is learning cause and effect. "If I cry, Mom will come" Now, I'm not saying ignore her completely. Nor am I saying not to respond to her cries ever, cause that would be mean. But talk her through the crying. Do the dishes while she cries. Stop every once in a while to pet her head and reassure her. There are different cries, know the difference of cries of "I want you" and the "I NEED you".
But, it's all about what you are comfortable with, you know your lil munchkin.
this is true too!!! I feel this way about STTN...I don't care if he wakes up because that's one more time I get to rock him, hold him...my sleeping baby.
BUT things gotta get done...
I do try to talk her through stuff and I have her jumper in the doorway between the kitchen & living room. Sometimes it helps and sometimes it doesn't. When it's just fussing I am ok letting her fuss for a bit, but when the tears are running down her cheeks and she's wailing "mum mum mum", my heart just can't take it.
She was going to my mom's once a week but hasn't been the last 2 because my mom has had surgery and can't lift anything. While it'd be nice if we could afford dc, it's just not in our budget, not even for one day a week. I'm sure I'm just not handling today well because I lost my PPD meds a couple days ago and couldn't get them replaced until this morning (insurance issue).
Thank you for the all encouraging words and I'm going to listen to that song after I make sure I have something to wipe my eyes. I'm sure I'll be crying before he even starts singing.
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Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth
empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
hang out the washing and butter the bread,
sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
and out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
but I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton
Let Them Be Little by Billy Dean- This song came out while I was on a year long deployment and I didnt get to see my boys. Every time I heard it, I cried. It still causes me to tear up and is the song I danced with my kids to at my wedding.
Then They Do by Trace Atkins
A Frog, A Monkey and a Ladybug
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