House Arrest

House Arrest

I kind of feel like I’m under house arrest. We’re finally making some good progress with Justin’s potty training, but it means we have to stick pretty close to home for now, and I’m going stir crazy from staring at these same four walls 24/7. Plus yesterday was not our best day: Justin had lots of accidents, Brayden wouldn’t nap when I wanted him to and Justin didn’t nap at all. Then the worst part of all came at bedtime. Every time it’s Chris’s turn to put Brayden to bed, he spends an hour in there with no luck, then storms out leaving Brayden screaming. I then have to go in and rock the little guy for 20 minutes or so. EVERY TIME. So basically, every other night I end up putting both kids to bed. IT SUCKS.

So Brayden didn’t settle until 9 p.m., and Justin woke up screaming at 5:30 a.m., and if we have another day of no naps Mommy’s going to go postal. God, I need to get out of here…

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