No matter how much you love your children, there will always be days when they really try your patience. Today was one of those days for me.
Dakoda went to bed 2 hours late last night, so I knew that today would probably not go very well, but I was not prepared for just how rough it would be. My sweet boy just had it in his head today that HE was the boss and was NOT going to do anything other than whatever HE wanted to do. He didn't want to get his diaper changed. He didn't want to get dressed. He didn't want to put on his coat. It was just a fight every step of the way this morning. And I'm pretty sure Miss Sarah Kate was watching and taking notes, because she put up a pretty good fight, too. But we finally made it out the door, and only 5 minutes behind schedule. Success!
Dakoda had his PT appointment and then Speech. Both therapists said that it was a rough day for my buddy. :( After his sessions were over, we met Darren at McDonald's, which went surprisingly well. Darren went back to work, and the kids and I headed home. They were both asleep before I made it out of town, and I mentally sighed, because I knew that would make for a L.O.N.G. afternoon for me at home.
Sure enough, both kids snapped wide awake as soon as the van was put into park, and they stayed that way. All. After. Noon. I think I finally got Sarah Kate down for a nap around 4 pm, but Dakoda just wasn't having it. Poor thing, I knew he was exhausted, but he just could not (or would not) settle down and rest. He had several meltdowns, mostly because he would try to tell me something and I wouldn't understand, and he would get frustrated. :( There is nothing that breaks my heart more than to see that little face crumple because I don't understand what he is telling me. It is just the saddest look.
It is a rare occasion that Darren has to work late, and this was one of them. I knew that Dakoda wouldn't go to sleep until he saw his Daddy, so there was no point in trying to put him down. So after I put Sarah Kate to bed, he and I cuddled up on the couch with his blankie and watched AFV (one of his favorites) until his Daddy got home.
Quiet times like that with him are my favorite, and, as usual, those few quiet moments on the couch made all the bad ones from earlier in the day just fade away...
4 comments:
I completely sympathizes with you about not not understanding him and it breaking your heart. It is just terrible when our little men are trying so hard to communicate, but are just not understood. I keep waiting for that moment when all his language just pours out. Feel free to call and vent when you need to...I'm in the same boat with the communication.
I'm glad you got a chance to have that snuggle time with Dakota. I got that yesterday too for a little bit and I have to admit it almost gave me baby fever again...almost.
I have days like that sometimes. And I completely understand the frustration about when the kids fall asleep in the car and then won't take naps when they get home. And I get frustrated with Taylor a lot about bedtime. It wouldn't be so hard to wake up at 5:30 or 6 if I got to go to bed at 9:30 or even 10, but when Taylor refuses to go to sleep until after 11 I am exhausted in the morning! Oh the joys of motherhood! But like you said...those sweet little cuddle moments make all the others worth it!
thanks for your honesty!! It is so comforting!! I am also working on the "love is patient" category for husband and kids!! I love your posts!! Can we please have a playdate!! :)
Elizabeth - Yes, please!! We need to get together SOON!
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