Warning! I used a cuss word!
Today has been the day from hell as most of you know from all my posts on Facebook. It started out with no sleep thanks to Jackson. Jeff and I went to bed pretty late last night (11) and Jackson decided to get up at 12:40 am. I got up with him and went back to bed at 1:20 and then was woken up at 3:40. We had a friend staying the night so it was a little difficult to be stern with him while our guest was asleep next to Jackson's room. I finally had it around 4:30 and made Jeff go in there to lay down the daddy rules. Well, that didn't work and ended up fighting with Jackson until 6 something and he finally fell asleep and obviously no sleep for me.
I took advantage of catching up on my DVRed shows. There was really no point in going back to sleep. I knew if I did, I would be more tired and a grouch. So I waited for him to wake up and that was finally at 8:30.
We ate breakfast and got ready for Little Gym. We had one timeout before we left and that was because he wouldn't pick up his toys, I asked him a handful of times and every response was, "no, you do it." WHAT! So off to his room he went. We finally got out the door and in to Little Gym where he didn't want to follow directions until it was almost time to go. So, he finished class got some stamps and decided to play with the blocks. I was standing at the door telling him to pick them up, he acted like he couldn't hear me. Now, this is the thing that really urcks me. I told him 2 more times and finally another mom told her daughter to help him.
So they finished and when it was time to head out the door he threw a fit, so I picked him up and carried him out like a football. This is when he twisted around and slapped the shit out me. It literally hurt and I started to cry. ( Have I mentioned that I have been super emotional?) So, I put him in his car seat and he put up his fight. I grabbed his arm and kind of gave him a good pinch and he stopped but continued to scream bloody murder. At this point I was ready to kill him. I literally wanted to knock him out, but the good mother I was trying to be didn't want to cause a bigger scene. We finally made it home with screaming and yelling the whole 20 minutes of the drive. Luckily Jeff was home waiting for us and when I saw him I lost it. I got Jackson out of the car and marched him to bed where he stayed until 4 o'clock. Mind you we got home at 12:30!
I am so glad Jeff was hear to calm me down and just talk with me. I wish on every bad day, I could just call him and have him hear to fix it or help. So, needless to say while Mr. Jackson was fast asleep I took a nap myself! The rest of the day was fine, we made dinner and got some ice cream. We just finished getting him to bed and hopefully tonight will be better.
Tomorrow he goes to school and I think the break will be well deserved for both of us. I am trying to keep him busy and active!
Monday, February 1, 2010
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3 comments:
Life of a 3 year old! They are something else. Sorry you had a rough day.
Thanks Christy! I wonder how this next one is going to be! LOL
I want to cry for you just reading it. They know how to push every.little.button at this age. I hope he behaves better for you soon! And about the next one...he'll probably cause trouble sooner than Jackson ever did or egg it on like E, Ellie laughs EVERY TIME I'm scolding Gavin for something...so he just keeps doing it. And it's hard to reason with a 9 month old to stop encouraging him!! :) Plus she's already doing her best to get into things she shouldn't...lol, sorry I was trying to encourage you!!
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