if you're me, say the alphabet. I've started doing that lately...for no apparent reason. But when I'm frustrated, frazzled, tired, or about to lose my cool, I sing the ABC's. And Little Spaghetti almost always stops whatever he's doing that's making me feel like I'm on the edge of a cliff. It takes a little longer than counting to ten, but it's worth it to regain my "mommy zen."
This is going to come in particularly helpful in the next couple days because as of last night we've officially started: NIGHT WEANING *insert cruel, maniacal laugh here.*
Since my kid still nurses every two hours throughout the night like a newborn, I decided it was time. All-in-all, it went ok. We're tired, which is to be expected. He was a little clingy this morning (ok, a LOT clingy), which is to be expected. I spent most of the night on a cot or in a rocking chair, which is to be expected.
None of these things would bug me *quite* so much if today weren't my birthday (Hello, Late-Twenties!). Ah well, once you're a mom, everything changes. Isn't that right?
So, please excuse my lack of wittiness or cleverness or ability to spell or use grammar correctly for the next few days. I'll be getting more sleep soon...I think.
Oh, and did I mention that my "girls" hurt like a mofo today? Thank you, engorgement. Happy Birthday to me.
A, B, C, D, E, F, G........