clrmehppygrl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Three Going on Thirteen My son has been a holy terror today for reasons beyond me. Yes, he went to bed late, but he also slept in. He's acting tired, but refuses to go to sleep at all. No rocking in the world will make him sleep. He got pissed off at me, and after slapping me, and me, popping the back of his hand for it, and telling him that if he does it again, he's going to time out, he proceeded to tell me, "Mama, I don't love you!" *commence lots of blinking and mouth falling agape* I thought they reserved that for the pre-puberty/teenage years! Not at 3 years old! I know he didn't really mean it and that he was just really pissed off at me for trying to make him sleep, but I just felt my heart just break into a million pieces. After handing him off to my husband, I went into the bedroom and just cried. I cried the cry of mourning because I fel so horrible that my son would even say that, especially at such a young age. He's better now, since I made him go lay down for a little bit, and I rocked him until he was calmed down and quiet. He's eaten his cheese pieces and peanut butter & jelly sandwhich. Now, covered in grape jam, he's watching Kids Next Door and being the charming little boy that he's supposed to be. Luckily my friend is coming over and she can at least entertain him while I do a bit of cleaning that desperately needs to get done. 4:13 pm - 2005-06-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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