Just need to vent a bit if you dont want to read about it just skip on pass :)
Yesterday rocked. Yesterday my son exhibited some self control and independence. That is a rare bird my friends. Today he is back to being on his royally worst behavior ever. Sadly this is more typical than the great days.
Daddy has a Xoom tablet. Daddy taught Ryan how to search for youtube videos, play games, browse through pictures, and video call our friends. Great for the short moments here and there when its appropriate. It CAN be a great babysitter for a minute when you need one. However Ryan is really obsessive over everything techy. Ryan had a 2 hour tantrum after daddy left for work because he couldnt play the game I wouldnt let him touch any of my computers or phone. 2 hours people. Non stop whining, kicking, screaming, CLIMBING ON me. Nothing distracted him nothing worked at all.
Finally it was nap time. Ryan played and cried off and on in his bed for an hour til he somehow pulled the toy story tent up from behind his crib (yeah I have no idea how that happened) and opened it up inside his bed. Then he pooped. Then I changed him and put him back to bed sans tent. He screamed for an hour.
Got him up and he decided he didnt want clothes on. We had a power struggle for 20 min to get a diaper on. He wanted to watch a movie I wouldnt put on on til he had at least something on. So I sat there reminding him of the deal while he freaked out for a while. Once the diaper was on I had to keep one hand him at all times to keep clothes on him. If I answered the phone, got up to go to the bathroom, switched over the laundry BAM he was nude.
Nap round 2. Epic fail. I put him in his bed out of sheer exhaustion and for his safety (he was mad cause I wouldnt let him play in an open second story window) and called a girl friend to vent/bawl for a while. After another hour of screaming I went in and the thing that scared me THE MOST happened.
No I didnt take any pictures so sorry. He had stripped nude at some point during the in bed freak out, taken off his diaper which he pooped in and threw the poop on the floor. Only after he rubbed it in his hands for a while and then licked his hands and rubbed his eyes repeatedly. I called the girl friend back screaming in pain/fear/agony when she started laughing I had to laugh a little too. Cleaned him up in the tub changed the sheets put him back to bed. He was not getting out of this nap.
Cried for another 30 min. With all of this crying I am surprised no one has banged down my door or called the cops we live in an apartment complex and you can most certainly hear him outside even if our windows are closed.
We had more fights over food, movie choices, the fact that its cold and we cant go swimming, or that grandparents arent available to play today. He has been using me like a jungle gym every second he hasnt spent crying in his room. But if I take my hand off of him for one second he is into something naughty.
There is no rest for the weary. Neither of us have slept today so why am I ready to hit the floor dead and he cant stop fidgeting for 3 seconds. (which is why cuddling and watching a movie together is impossible, he physically cant sit still, always has to be wiggling his legs or something)
Sometimes I wonder why the Lord and I have such different ideas on what I can handle. I cant handle this at all.
How do I get a clingy, fidgety kid to stop climbing all over me and kneeing or elbowing me in the baby bump or really sore boobs. I have bruises everywhere from him being all over me constantly.
I just want to scream really loud. Oh wait, I already did into a pillow before I starting typing this.