Monday, November 23, 2009


This post is ironic after the last one: Pure Joy.

Today, Trenton was pure terror! Here's a little recap:
  1. While walking the Chrystal Springs Reservoir trail with my friend Misty, Trenton decided he had HAD IT with the stroller. We had to carry or let him walk (okay, wander) for 3/4 of a mile. And he wasn't even all that happy about it.
  2. The park. I had to change a stinky diaper in the back of the car. (Thankfully, this is a rare occurrence when we're away from home.) Picture this: Pregnant mommy, flailing child who is doing everything he can to get himself and his bare, poopy buns OUT of that car. (TMI? Sorry!)
  3. After a 10-minute trip to Target, he whipped out the screaming and the arched back when I tried to put him in his carseat. Such a convenient time to get the worst charlie horse in my foot.
  4. After that battle of a morning, we decided it best to stay home this afternoon. However, Trenton decided it best to wander around the house with his blankie and pacifier—yelling for no good reason at any opportunity.
  5. I made it until—get this—5:45 before I put him down for the night. He had no problems with this, but I know it means we'll be getting an early start tomorrow. Oh joy!
Sorry to vent, but I actually feel a lot better after getting this off my chest. I'm praying that Trenton is currently cutting like 5 molars at once, which would explain his crazy moods for the last three days. I'll be so sad if the terrible two's have just hit us early. (He seems too little to be throwing tantrums!)

Anyway, tomorrow is a new day and hopefully I'm going to wake up armed with loads of patience and endless distraction techniques for the T-Monster! Wish me luck!


  1. I hate days like that! I am so sorry! It defitely sounds like teeth coming in to me. If you need to drop him off for some sanity time, feel free to anytime!!

  2. I forgot to mention he was drooling like crazy at my house and it totally made me think he had to be teething. That and he doesn't have very many teeth yet. He'll feel better soon.

  3. I am so sorry! I really feel for you. I hope he is a complete angel for you tomorrow. Here is a hug () and I hope you have a chance to unwind tonight.

  4. I soooooooooooooooo get where you're coming from. Olivia's molars were the WORST! And this is a child whom I never knew was teething with the other teeth. Now we're onto the 2 year molars and I JUST WANT THEM IN. TODAY. Good thing we love our babies so much.

  5. Good luck! Hope he feels better soon!

  6. I feel for ya. Those first few years are the most frustrating. Eventually, the tantrums become more intellectual and easier to deal with. Eventually. :( You're doing a great job, Ek.

  7. I'm sorry! I've been there...actually I'm there just about every other day :) Good thing he's so cute!