Some of you might remember that Conner’s grades were failing pretty badly at the beginning of this year. And I do mean badly… baDly…. get it? Suddenly when I look on parent vue I see straight A’s and I breathe a sigh of relief. He’s finally got it figured out, and then something ELSE happens.
I feel like I am never at a point with any of them that I can just breathe and take it easy.
If it’s not a physical condition, it’s a mental one or an ability to only speak in whine.
P has made it into the big girl bed this week. I’m thrilled, and she finally started escaping her crib on a regular basis, so I’d like to just haul that out and let her sleep in her big girl bed (which has been in her room since we moved). I feel like I’ve conquered it, but she’s into having tantrums and screaming fits every 3 seconds.
Anyway, do you just feel like it’s a life long upward battle sometimes?
I just talked to a friend who just had a baby and she said it’s like she’s constantly having to try things differently, and I remember feeling like that. I mean, when you’re starting out you figure it’s like a garden if you water it daily it’ll be fine. But it’s like a garden with extreme heat variations, and insects and a broken drip system.
It’s just constantly just trying to do your best. And never judging anyone else because SO many things will be on your plate your head will spin.
Just like in the exorcist. Which is where I am at right now. 🙂