Today was a challenge. I had a sick baby who didn’t know what he wanted. After a sleepless night I had an overtired winey clingy toddler that foiled every attempt I made to get anything done today. On top of that I had the mischief maker (that middle child of mine) in full effect.
During the time it took me to change a nappy Beau moved a chair over to the bench, climbed up, reached on the top of the fridge, grabbed the children’s multivitamins and ate about half a jar.
While I was attempting to cut the toddlers hair, Beau snatched the scissors and had a few chops at his own hair.
While I put washing in the machine he got up on his brother’s bed, peed on it and then covered it in baby powder. After stripping him off his wet clothes with no explanation for the deliberate wee on his brother’s bed I clean him down and leave him to get dressed. After a few quiet minutes I check on him only to find some lovely artwork on his bed frame and multiple bits of paper all done while he is completely naked.
That was before he managed to open the window in his room (that was locked) and jump out of his window (big drop to the ground) and give me a fright when he knocked on the door from the outside, before the hair cutting incident and also before sneaking a mouthful of marshmallow’s from my secret stash in the pantry, and before he covered a section of his polished floorboards in stickers.
The stickers were also removed from an illegally opened letter that was sitting on the bench containing a birthday card awaiting the return home from school from his older brother- how do I explain that one?
And that was all before lunch. I’m not even going to write about his behavior at the maternal child health nurse and doc appointment in the arvo- sigh coffee anyone?
What a horrendous start to a day! I feel for you. Having not had days like that, but having struggled with depression and a toddler after a marriage breakdown, I can certainly vouch for days where I wondered if I would manage to just survive.
One thing that helped me was realising that many of the things I think are vitally important don't really matter so much (at this instant), and some days it is better to just let go of all I had set out to achieve and stop. I would only do that which was absolutely vital (ie. meals - take away if possible!), and just spend time with my daughter either watching a dvd, going to the park, or whatever she wanted which only required my presence, not my energy. It certainly sounds as though you just 'being' with your boys is about all you have to give, too. Let go of the rest
Praying and hoping that you get some rest and time out and that tomorrow is a MUCH better day.