A dear friend of mine used to change her profile picture on Facebook to a picture of a mad gremlin when she was having a rough day with her daughter. I never truly understood her pain until now... only I'm not sure if it's the boys being gremlins or if Mommy is just having a day with a lack of patience.
We've been trying to figure out where James is in terms of his nap needs at his age. I was thinking we were ready to switch to 1 nap a day... but he was a bit fussier than normal... so yesterday I backed off and let him have two naps. Which lead to an epic bedtime fit - to rival anything I've seen in a long time. This was screaming like he was teething - only he wasn't in any pain - because if we picked him up, he stopped. The fit ended up waking up Tyler, and then they both started in on the scream-fest. We finally had to let them work it out themselves, but there is nothing harder than waiting for them to settle down.
I'm not sure where we stand on the nap issue - I was convinced today that I was going to do things differently, and yet here we are. Tyler is having his second nap of the day... and James pitched a fit where the only thing that settled him down was to walk toward his bedroom. Of course, once I set him down in the crib - he had another fit. He's quiet now, and may be actually on his way to sleeping. We'll see where this goes tonight. I may try letting him stay up a little later if he doesn't seem tired.
Although, last night - he was exhausted and fussy at regular bedtime... he just proceeded to make our ears bleed when we put him in bed.
I'm just keeping it real, friends... it is so hard to figure out what these little men want/need sometimes because they can't tell me anything. I sometimes feel like I know what they are crying about, but other times I feel like a total Mommy Fail because I don't have a clue.
I love these little munchkins more than life itself... but they can push me to the limits of my sanity sometimes. I love being home with them - and there is SO much I can't wait to do with them... they are just too young at the moment. I can't even begin to explain the thrill of seeing James stand up on his own for the first time the other day... truly a blessing.
Maybe I'm on edge because we haven't left the house since Monday - which one way or another tomorrow - we're doing something. If we go to the zoo or just go walk around the mall - this Momma is getting out of the house. It's just hard to figure out what to do with them because someone is almost always cranky and ready for a nap.
I probably push a little too hard to try to keep them in a similar schedule because I need the break. Who knows, it's just a hard balance to figure out how to do things that keep Mommy from going nuts and making sure they get what they need. Sometimes I think even if we just get in the car and drive around for a little while - that would help. Which I considered doing this afternoon, but cue the epic fits that were thrown by the boys - and naptime wins out.
To be sure, I probably put entirely too much pressure on myself to get things done, take care of them, and try to get out of the house. Maybe once we meet some other folks around here and hopefully can find some sort of play group to join... things won't seem to be so all or nothing anymore.