On the one hand, he's being super cute and a lot of fun. On the other hand, he's taken his Separation Anxiety up to new heights. What appears to be a cute fleshy growth on my hip is actually my son. He must cling to me at every opportunity. It's making feeding and changing him rather difficult, and trying to put him to bed downright mind and soul shattering.
So, even when he's being cute and fun, he's much more intense and clingy, and it's driving me mad. Add an average of 5 hours of sleep a night, and daddy working 64 hours a week and we still can't pay our mortgage and you get Psycho Mom! Yay!
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webgodd_s) wrote,
insane
