I fear that the "2's" are almost upon us at the Marchant home. Looking back on this week I see a frustrated mommy, a demanding little person, and a working daddy. I'm really happy about the working daddy part because as many of you know, Kevin has been out of work since Christmas. Unfortunately, daddy back at work means the Kassidy and I are spending much too much time together at the daycare. For those of you who just gasped at me, thinking I'm the worst mom ever, let me illustrate: Being a mommy is hard enough when you get to be on your own home turf and your child eats in their chair and sleeps in their bed. Now they may have a sibling or two to compete with (we're not quite there yet), but the environment is much more inviting and relaxing. Now picture a room full of 10 kidlets, aged 1-2 and two teachers--one of them is your mommy. Kassidy and I are there almost 35 hours a week and it's been getting harder and harder lately. Kass throws the biggest fits anytime I pick up another child or don't let her steal desired toys. It's also much easier to be patient with other kids because I don't know what their home life is like, whereas I know that Kassidy KNOWS BETTER and I don't let her get away with terrible behavior. Anyway, I'm just coming home pooped and needing some adult mommy time. But oddly, when we get home and it CAN be just me and Kass, she wants nothing to do with me! She'd rather play alone in her room...I don't get it! Actually, I do. It's the always wanting what you don't have thing...only it's magnified because she's almost 2 years old.
This picture has nothing to with my post, it was just a cute picture of my little monster playing baseball with Daddy-O.