I don’t know how many of you reading this are parents, but I’m pretty sure all of you can imagine this scene.
It’s about 10:30 pm, you’re tired from a long day of work, maybe even your partner is already in bed. Then all you hear is your child, talking because of the hell not? You go in and have to try to convince this small person to stop playing with their toys and to just lay down for 10 minutes and then hopefully sleep. But, yeah, that’s not how children work. There’s crying, yelling, pleading, playing, cuddling and then just walking away from them out of frustration.
They warn you about this in TV shows, movies, books, pretty much everywhere and yet it’s still kind of a shock when it eventually happens. I would love to say “Hey, this is all you have to do…”, but if you can’t tell, it’s what’s happened tonight. Actually, it’s still happening, I’m typing this out on my daughter’s bed as she happily chats away to my wife as they sit in the bathroom. She’s been “Poopin’“, for the last 30 minutes.
It’s weird how when friends ask how my daughter is at home I always say how wonderful she is. Maybe I should start mentioning the poopin’ story from now on whenever I’m asked? I really don’t know where I’m going with this post, more of just letting out my frustration at still being awake.
Until next time!