Breakfast, lunch, and dinner are now the biggest source of stress in my day. My wonderful little easy-going baby has turned into a food-flinging toddler. He loves to hit the spoon as it's coming to his mouth, sending mushy baby food flying, all over me, all over the floor, and all over him. He thinks it's great. I think I'm about to lose it.
This morning, I made him some mixed cereal with applesauce, something he usually takes really well. Unfortunately, his habit returned, and I ended up with cereal on the wall, the highchair, and literally head-to-toe on him. I got so frustrated that a whole slew of expletives flew out of my mouth. And for the remainder of breakfast, I had to pin down his arms for every bite. It took over a half hour. And he fussed the whole time, but I was out of ideas. I mean, the kid has to eat, right?
I don't know where this hitting thing is coming from. He's also taken to hitting people in the face. It especially hurts when you're wearing glasses. I had been thinking about getting new frames, but I think I'll have to get new contacts instead.
And, it's affecting my hair. He likes to play with it, and it's pretty fun when my hair is all slick from after a shower. But when it's dry and tangly, he manages to make the most difficult knots, then pull out a huge clump. It f-ing hurts. And there isn't a place I can escape, because he has learned how to climb on the couch.
I knew that my adorable, well-behaved baby would turn into a little destructive toddler... I guess I'm just wishing for the good old days. You know, like two months ago, haha.
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