I hate the feeling of pure frustration…especially when it comes to my kids. Tonight is the 5th night that Evie has screamed…and I mean SCREAMED…bloody murder when I lay her down for ni-ni. Typically I’ll lay her down, turn on some music, give her Teddy or Puppy, and give her water in a sippy cup and she closes her eyes and drifts to sleep like a sweet pea. But NO…the past 5 nights I lay her down and it’s constant noise for 30-60 minutes. I’ll even go in and tell her I love her and that it’s time for ni-ni. Arg! This is killing me! I’m so frustrated with her that I want to just close all the doors and drive away for a while…but that whole ‘love’ thing keeps me at home listening to the non-stop yelling…and wall banging…and thrashing around hitting her sippy cup on the bars noise.
That’s what I’m feeling…Pure Frustration.