Eleanor is going through a really rough time right now. She seems miserable for at least 50% of her day. It's actually very difficult to be around her. The fussing makes me yearn for work days. If there was such thing as colic for a 10 month old, she has it. The only things that distract her regularly scheduled screaming are music and going outside. I pulled her and Henry in the wagon this morning, for at least 30 min and she was clapping and laughing and waving and so happy, the entire time. In turn, that made Henry happy. He kept kissing and hugging her and trying to make her giggle (not a difficult thing to do with her). It was a regular love-fest in the little red wagon. Such a nice reprieve from the usual discontent.
I think the screaming is getting to Henry, too. This morning, out of great fatigue and frustration, I calmly pronounced to Eleanor, "Nobody likes you when you scream like that." Henry, who was playing with his cars, got up and said in a sort of exhausted and pathetic way, "That's right. Nobody likes you." and then he put his head down in my lap and I seriously thought he was about to start sobbing.
I put Eleanor's high chair next to the window to get some sunshine while she ate her breakfast. I was folding laundry and kept hearing this strange sound. When I looked up and saw E craning over her chair, stripping the wood off the windowsill, splinter by splinter, I really had an "Oh my" moment. We're in for it.
Perhaps this is premature. Perhaps I am overreacting. But I feel very afraid.
I know what you mean... My 10-month-old makes me very afraid lately. She is happy and sweet and enthusiastic, but also get the screamies if something doesn't go according to her plans. It's her way or no way. I know we are in for it big time. They sure are cute though, eh :)
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