I had Judah in the pack and play while I took a quick shower. I know I may not be winning mom of the year award but I am sure Judah is grateful I didn't puke on him because I had his puke dripping down my back while I was giving him a bath.
After bath time Judah just wanted to snuggle before he fell asleep. He didn't puke again that night.
This morning he woke up in a great mood, super cute and talking to his doggie.
Was Mr Independent and wanted to try to walk to the car on his own this morning.
Was a great little post office helper and was smiling and waving at his friends behind the counter.
I thought I would take him on a Starbucks date and we would be able to sit down. Judah can drink his water and have his food and I can have some coffee....wrong idea...Judah had one of the biggest in public tantrums ever! He was flinging is straw everywhere, throwing himself off the couch, trying to climb into the fireplace and screaming...I mean screaming like it was his job to bust some eardrums. After a few annoyed glances from the college students using the free wi-fi I decided it was time to take this Starbucks party home.
Naps today = 20 mins
I did give Judah his first taste of nutella, it was my first time having it as well. If you haven't had it already you have to try it!
This face below....is what he has looked like from 4-8:30pm, so upset, he didn't' want dinner in his highchair, he didn't want me to feed him, like literally would spit the food out onto his shirt when I tried to feed him and he only wanted to be in this walker so he could run me down with it. Seriously I am not even kidding. Judah was not having a good day/good night.
I'm so exhausted at this point. I feel like a failure of a mother and I just want to hide in the bathroom (the only place I can find peace these days) turn on the fan or the faucet and cry. But Judah hasn't finished his dinner and I haven't eaten yet and I didn't want to freak him out even more and just "disappear" into the bathroom for 3 mins.
While I was still coaxing my little guy to calm down and eat or at least hang with mama I thought I heard a knock on the door. I wasn't completely sure so I didn't answer and to be honest I couldn't hear that much over the screams. I found out later that my friend Laura Slingerland stopped by and dropped off a dozen white roses with a sweet note. Her and her husband set Scott and I up a few years ago. It was the sweetest thing, especially since I have been feeling so alone in this area since I've been married and more so since I've become a mom.
Its almost 11, Judah is finally winding down after he had another bath, some milk and had me read him a bunch of stories. Praying for a better day tomorrow. We have to get at least one out of three right.
I am so grateful for those who have sent me some encouragement either via IG, Twitter or Facebook. Believe me this mama needs all the encouragement she can get, especially this week.