this week has been (by far) the hardest week since having sailor. easton has been a whiny little snot, sailor is a doll- but seriously the crying eventually gets to me, and i've been wondering why we have any toys at all because easton will not play with ANY of them. i can't turn around without one of my two kids all over me and most of the time it's both of them all over me at once.
i have never been a spanker. i don't know that i ever will be. but this week i had to walk away from easton a few times because i wanted to. the boy won't eat. he won't stop whining. he wants to watch tv- but i won't have that on all day. he won't play on his own when he's at home, and he's sick- so i can't take him out. when a kid is sick- he' basically a piraña. no one, i mean NO ONE wants a sick kid around. so, i'm stuck inside with a toddler, an infant, and a really obnoxious pug.
to make this situation worse, tony has been out late four nights in a row for work/personal commitments. i'm lonely, bored, i don't drink…what's a girl to do.
write. pray. go to sleep early.