Raising apes

Tonight I needed a bit of me time, which I usually try to take. I usually jog my 2 miles on the treadmill while watching some part of a cheesy chick flick and go back down stairs when I'm done, 30 mins tops with putting on my shoes, and finishing whatever scene I'm in the middle of, well tonight I logged on and thought I'd take just a bit longer and entice you with my thoughts tonight on a toddler.


I said out loud while pulling my whaling child from the stairs tonight that "its like raising a primate". I am sure, mother apes, when you see them in the zoo just sitting there with these baby monkeys all over them and looking like they'd let themselves go with their messy hair and pop bellies sticking out that this is how they feel.
Tonight I felt like mother ape. My child woke up at 12:15am yup didn't even make it a full 3 hours of sleep, he tossed and turned in our bed then slept on the floor on his mattress for a bit then repeated the process, finally my husband in a very awake voice, after thinking he was dead asleep, said he'd take him downstairs. Praise God. Apparently he fell right back asleep and they slept on the couch/floor in the living room. When I woke up this morning the little woke up too and proceeded to be extrememly attached to dada until he left. Which started the day in tears, because he realized he wasn't going to be joining dada on today's endevours. Instead he went with mom to watch the cheerleaders at cheer camp.
That envolved chasing him all over and attemping not to be a distraction, which led me to be a hot mess. I then did my errands left early at noon, and headed home. He slept a little on the way home, which led to him waking up in the middle of the rest of my errands. I tried to get him to nap at home later and nothing, so I headed out with mister to mow the lawn before it rained and we headed to the fair. Of course he fell asleep on me like a limp noodle and I had to ride mow the whole lawn with 1 arm. When he woke I had to pry him from the fourwheeler and drag him inside to finish getting things ready for the fair, which led to about a 45 min cry session. Then I started supper thinking he was starving he took 2 bites and called it good. Farmer got home, ate, then took the little on a fourwheeler ride. He came back and was wound up and clingy. Gave him a bath, wrestled a greased hog   him to put his diaper and jammies on. Then I told Farmer to lock me in upstairs and Id be back when the child was asleep.


More than ever I'm looking forward to the fair, I am sure, (I'm most likely just jinxing myself =by saying this) he will be entertained by everything going on and will have time to run and play to wear him out.
So tonight I leave you with some pictures from (mom of the year award) eh, 4 months or so ago to try to remind myself that 2 can't last forever and he will never be this little again.