I have had it.
Really I have.
Where did my sweet, sweet baby boy go?
Why the heck is he acting like this?
Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
I can't help but blame myself.
I know he is going through allot.
Project Big Boy Phase One and Two are difficult.
He goes down for a nap screaming bloody murder.
I swear the neighbours think I am beating him.
He has this new scream that is blood curdling.
It gives me a twitch.
I clench every time he does it.
My blood boils.
I try to talk myself down and calmly explain to him what his choices are.
Serenity now...serenity now.
It's not working.
And I feel like I have no one to blame but me.
How can I go from beaming with pride at him one moment,
to wanting to put my foot up his butt the next.
please excuse the frankness but really, if you heard that scream..........
I really have to call upon all of my patience to get through this transition.
Wish me luck.