Friday, January 22, 2010

22.1.10

I scared Jake today. He was screaming so hard when I was putting him down for his afternoon nap that I gave up, took him out of his cot, and put him on the floor saying, “Fine, do whatever you want!” He immediately stopped crying and just stood there, not knowing what to do. Then he fetched his bucket of balls, wanting me to play, but I was so tired and upset, I just ignored him. Then he made a whimpering sound and it hit me – how small and dependent he is and what a complete tit I was being.

2 comments:

Em76 said...

I have to say this post was so reassuring for me, I've only just discovered your blog via the BLW site. I'm a Mum to two boys, one who is 26 months, the other 6 months. I've had a very bad week where I've felt very isolated, friendless and tired. It's so good to know that I'm not the only Mum trying to muddle through and who when tired is prone to being a bit of a tit : )

the heartful blogger said...

Thank you for that Em76. I wasn't sure about posting it because it exposes a side of me that I don't like, so it's good to know that it's brought some reassurance to someone.