Growing Pains

We have been experiencing all kinds of growing pains around here, lately. And no, I'm not talking about lying in bed and watching Mike Seaver reruns. That would be wonderful. The growing pains to which I am referring are not wonderful.

Danny is going through a rough stage. Hitting, screaming, fighting, indecision, unrelenting energy, internal conflict climbing out of bed, climbing into our bed, diaper-removing, laundry-pile-destroying, defiance, and clothing-removal abound in our home lately.

Normal, I know. But challenging nonetheless. Now, he is an angel 50% of the time and, ahem, a little devil the other 50%. There is no in between. Emotions are extreme. It is exhausting to be the parent of such an emotional being, isn't it?

On another note, I am experiencing growing pains, myself. The backaches, cramps, headaches, etc of the 2nd/3rd trimester have begun. Woot-woot. Not. At least I kinda look pregnant now, huh? That is somewhat gratifying. Also, the fact that I can get out of bed in the morning (usually) is helping out a ton! Hallelujah! Cheers to the next 5 months flying by!

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Whitney Easton said…
Cute! Need to see this in person!

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