I did my part with the PSAs and giving a smidgen of biography in the previous posts. Now its time for this blog to start paying dividends in the form of a spleen venting.
Eleanor is experiencing a wonderful toileting regression wherein she does not want to defecate on the toilet but instead has numerous small bowel movement type accidents through out the day. We are on week three or four of this behavior and it is driving me up the wall. She has been toilet trained for over a year and although bowel activity has been a recurring issue it was always moving in the right direction. Until (ominously) now. I am completely frustrated and sick of dealing her.
Wow! Seeing my whiny and mewling complaints in print is harder than I thought it would be. I am little bit ashamed at my own pettiness and I am sure you feel secure in judging me to be a big whiner -- I dare you to put up with this particular behavior for a while and let me know how you're doing.
As a mommy, its hard to live up to my own standards and expectations and I feel like a complete heel when I fall short in my efforts with my children. I am especially guilty of exhausting my patience and losing my loving-mommy-with-calming-voice-cool, after the 28th pair of soiled underwear, and degenerating to snappy-mommy. Of course, snappy-mommy makes this type of situation worse (she is surprisingly effective when toys need to be picked up) and I end up hating myself for being unable to deal with my own emotions and frustrations in a mature and productive manner.
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