Things are a tad it stressful around here this week. I don't know why in the world I thought it was a good idea to do potty training and sleep training at the same time. I MUST BE CRAZY.
Baby B took a step backwards Sunday night with her sleeping. I was up with her every two hours which led to a very tired Mommy on Monday morning. All day Monday, she continued to be fussy, cranky, and unhappy. Miss H was only making it to the potty half the time. I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO LOSE MY MIND.
Tuesday came, and things weren't any better. I started feeling like something was wrong with Baby B she was so unhappy and sleeping even less. She had been having a bit of a hard time with her bowels, so I decided to take her to the pediatrician.
Sure enough, poor baby was constipated and she is cutting her top two teeth. The doctor was great and recommended treating her with dietary changes, pears and prunes, for the constipation, and advised me to give her Advil and Tylenol round the clock for her teeth.
Wednesday was much better. We finally got things moving in the right direction and she has been getting back into her regular sleep pattern.
Through this all, I have been a complete and total Uber-B*tch. I can't even begin to describe to you how awful it has been. I have been reduced to tears constantly. Even the slightest thing will set me off. On Monday evening, I was fighting with Miss H over holding still while I wiped the poop off of her leg and she turned around and yelled at me, "MOMMY, you are CRAZY!"
I didn't know whether I should laugh or cry. It was so true.
I don't know if what I am experiencing is just a response to the stress I am under or if there is some underlying problem. I am going to talk to someone about my crazy mood swings tomorrow. If you are a praying person, I would ask that you keep me in your prayers and pray for me to have patience and to relax.
Even though I am a day late, I am linking up with Shell because I am indeed pouring my heart out.