I've been Spring cleaning pretty much since the beginning of April, and since I've really never actually OFFICIALLY Spring-cleaned, I have a question for you.
How do you know when you're DONE with the spring cleaning? Seems like while I'm busy Spring cleaning, the whole house just keeps getting dirty again. I'm pretty sure I've started over at least twice, but I never seem to get DONE. Is that how it's supposed to work?
Also, I am seriously not sure I'm going to survive this two-going-on-three-years-old stage with Peabody. He is still very cute and he's learning to talk and sing and he's funny and smart and sweet, but he's also a total ranting, foaming-at-the-mouth, snarling, spitting, hissing tyrant, and the job of parenting him is physically and mentally and emotionally draining right now. Pretty much every other thing I try to do with him involves a battle. There's so much battling that when something happens without a battle, I'm actually SURPRISED. Is that how it's supposed to be at this age? Am I doing something wrong?
Al seems to think I'm too lax with Peabody, while I would guess there are others who think I'm expecting too much from him at too young an age. My own gut instinct vollies between believing each of those things, back and forth, back and forth. I don't think Matthew is abnormally difficult, I just think I'm abnormally unsure about how to deal with it, and equally as abnormally upset and stressed out by his (probably normal and age-appropriate) negativity.
And I swear, if ONE more person says, "Oh, enjoy this stage. It gets much worse!" or "Oh, this is the easiest time of parenting. Just wait!" I don't know WHAT I'm gonna do, y'all.
It HAS to get easier with this boy! It really, really does. Tell me that it will. Please?