I've moved into a 60's apartment that has it's orginal steel/metal cabinet doors. Really cute, but I am thinking I can't put those little child safety latches on the inside. Does anyone happen to have any ideas on how I'd secure some of the lower cabinets shut as to keep out a crafty little toddler??
Boyo and I have a head/chest cold. He's recovering from it quicker than I am from the looks of it. But in the meanwhile he's entered the stage of Amazing Cling Child. He's got to be in physical contact with me most of the time. He does scoot off to play with stuff and then scoot back. I understand that he's entereing a new phase in preparation for upper teeth and walking. But I hurt all over and just want to scream make it STOP! I feel guilty and not guilty enough. Does that make sense? He smacked me in my very sore eyeball yesterday. (eyes/sinus pain). Luckily I've had friends to spend some time with. The last couple of days I just layed on the floor of the living room on the play mat, wrapped in a quilt and let him come to me to nurse. I suspect that's been hog heaven for him. It was for me, to be able to doze and keep up with him...I was using sonar. lol. *hackcough*
Can I bury my head until spring? Sigh unfortunately not. I really fear catching the flu or something like that. I have no idea how I'd tend him with a fever. (and there are no older generation as we're in our 40s and only grandmommy left is in her 80s and more fragile than the baby) I havent had a flu shot since I was in jr high or highschool. Frankly I'm afraid of them.
I'd beat my head on the desk but I'm too drained...
Daddy went back to work today after months of being laid off. (yay!) (nearly half the baby's life actually)
I'm unwinding after my first full day alone with the boy. He was a totally different baby the last time we did this. I really had gotten dependant on having J do stuff. But I figured that I might as well take advantage of it while I had it. He was good to me when he got home. Took us out to eat chinese even though it meant he'd likely miss the start of football. (and let me promise you, that was a huge show of devotion there cause he's religeous about his football).
I came unglued a couple of times and raised my voice. I get to do it again tomorrow. We cant find the keys to my truck. At least we got out and bought him a new stroller after we drove off and left the last one in target's parkinglot. duh.
I just worry how I'll handle things when they get really bad. I dont have a support network like some people have. Our babysitters just had their own baby 2 weeks ago and she's in the hospital due to complications but getting better.)
Thanks for letting me vent.