Baby Angst
Honestly, I still haven’t decided if I will continue to blog or if I’ll give it away after so many years. So, in an effort to put off making a decision just yet I’ve decided to republish some of my older posts starting at the beginning–well almost. Unfortunately when I began blogging I only offered a partial feed some posts are lost to history. This post Baby Angst was original on November 11 2007
The most commonly used phrase in our house “just give me a minute”. It’s usually said in reference to anything Miss E needs because, lets face it, she has a lot of needs and they all need tending to RIGHT THIS MINUTE! No! In a second just wont do! What part of NOW don’t you understands?
We suffer many a screaming fit down here in the Mad House. These are mostly a result of the baby stealing her own pacifier. The baby wanting her bottle but not wanting to be put down while you do it—despite what you may think sweet child o’ mine, I am not Shiva—or the baby loosing her toy, usually because she’s thrown it away. But she’ll also cry when she’s sick of looking at whatever’s in front of her, wants off her belly during tummy time but is far too lazy to roll over despite the fact that she can. Probably the most frustrating is something I’m sure all you parents out there understand. When she screams for no reason in particular and there’s nothing you can do to make it better. Talk about baby angst, I can wait until she’s a teenager…
As unbelievably frustrating as little ones (and their seemingly never-ending pile of needs) can be – I have to admit the teenage years are what I most dread. I envisage at that point there will be a lot of “I hate you” and “it’s so unfair” going around. And even though I was a disturbingly unrebellious teen myself, I remember some of the pretty cruel things I said to my own mother. On the upside, at least they sleep all the time, right?