June 30, 2005

I'm a bad mother today...

We're learning about a little thing called nighttime seperation anxiety. And it's a really tough lesson for mom. I was up often last night. and if I wasn't up, I had a baby on me. He simply refused to sleep in his crib. And then he woke up too early in the morning.

So we were both tired. But then the dreaded.

He had two really ugly accidents right in a row. First he pulled up on a metal cabinet while I was safety proofing the room. The cabinet wasn't heavy enough to hold him and he pulled it on him which sandwiched him between the cabinet and the metal futon. He cried forever and when I could finally get a look at him there is a really nasty swollen line all accross one of his cheeks. And if that's not bad enough, not ten minutes later he falls again from a coffee table and I guess stabbed his eye with the corner of it, so now he has a swollen bruise right under his eye on the other side of his face. It looks like I beat him up.

So I guess his face hurts today. He's been horribly fussy ever since. And I'm not any better. I want to stomp my feet and scream. I'm tired, I have a sore throat, I'm having woman problems I feel like CRAP and I want to go home!

I don't even know where home is.

So in essence, life sucks right now.