My Day

My morning started off looking like this..

That's right, someone pulled down the shower curtain in an effort to get to me during our 2.5 minutes apart this morning. My sweet boy has hit the stage I've been dreading. The whiny, "up-y hands", stage five clinger stage when separation anxiety and stranger danger are at an all time high. He clings to my legs whenever we are together and throws a fit when I leave the room. I'm over it. And it's only been a few weeks.

We have also been working on developing some better sleep habits around these parts. While he has been a great sleeper at night for several months now, naps are a difference story. The routine of taking random 20 minute naps several times has got to go! He is tired and cranky, I am tired and cranky. Better sleep habits are better for all of us. We are going the "cry it out" route which means I am going the crazy route.

The math is simple.
1 crazy/cranky Mom + 1 overly tired/clingy baby = meltdown x2.

Thankfully, after 48 hours on the verge of a meltdown three incredible things happened. A bit of divine intervention if you will.
1. Without prompting, my bestest, most wonderfullest friend in the whole wide world Kirsten came over, stole Calvin, and gave me an entire quiet morning of baby-less errand running. Let's just say it was amazing.
2. I received a call from work cancelling me for the day. Unexpected day off when I needed it most?? Yes please!
3. Calvin went to bed an hour early. 'Nuff said.

Currently half way through my personal bottle of wine. Ready to tackle tomorrow. Okay, maybe not so much on the tomorrow thing but I am feeling like I can put the meltdown off for another day. Baby steps.