How come my wonderful sweet little boy has become a terrorist?
The description "terrible twos" says it all, this is exactly it, he is just TERRIBLE!
He screams like crazy every time we get home, whether we walk or take the car, it's always a drama to get home, he always wants something he can not have, he hits me, he screams at me, and the worst of all he does not want to go to bed at night. He climbs out of his cot, turns on the light, runs out of his room, and just finds any possible excuse for not sleeping. I now stopped talking to him completely after 9pm, I just silently bring him back to bed. It kind of works, but still takes about an hour for him to finally "agree" to sleep. On some days when I was very tired, he really tested the limits of my patience. I even questioned my love for him, and that really is terrible. I am actually glad that he is going away? Is this bad? I do not know. We still do share some beautiful moments, and he still makes me laugh: especially when he says "well done mummy, you'll get a sticker" when I go on the toilet.. So of course I still take good care of him, and his cheeky smile is irresistible, but I am just tired, and I am counting days now. Only 6 more days, and only 4 more days where I need to take him to the nursery and pick him up.. And after that no more nursery for 5.5 weeks, that would be amazing! And I will have some time for me, if anything is more precious than this, I will not believe it.