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Mama said there'd be days like this... Uh, no she didn't!

This stage of my life has been a bit difficult. Parts of it are better than ever when I have help with the kids and we take them to do fun things. But the rest is harder than ever.

Paisley is in full swing on the terrible twos and is giving us a glimpse at the tumultuous threes. I hoped that everyone was wrong that three is harder than two, but she gets more difficult with every month. She throws fits and demands everything be exactly her way. She is a tiny Hitler. Thank goodness she's cute.

And she just potty trained fully and moved to her big girl bed so there are just so many changes with her right now. And I think her jealousy of graham is kicking in causing her to want to love on him one minute and "fight him" the next. She actually asked me for permission to fight him the other day. :). I had to decline her request, even though she asked in a sweet voice.

Graham is becoming mobile and busier and awake more. He's learning to eat solids and needs more stimulation. His mood is still über pleasant and I know I'm lucky there but it's still another human needing me all the time.

And he's in a big mommy separation phase and freaks out if I'm not touching him at all times. I had made a mental note to myself to not let that happen again this time...

Also, I get less sleep than ever with a night owl toddler who does everything in her power to keep this party going past 11 pm and a baby who just can't seem to stop nursing a few times a night and gets loud and restless between 4-6 am. He finally falls back asleep about the time sister wakes up. Perfect.

My husband and I spend our quality town giving the kids baths and gagging over the diaper genie. One of us often sleeps in the Hello Kitty bed with P while the other enjoys the king size all alone. We consider ourselves really lucky if we have an hour of time at night before we have to go to sleep when the kids happen to fall asleep "early".

I would love to go back as a part time PA but I can't even find time to brush my hair most days so who am I kidding. Just wish I was using my knowledge and training for some good. I think I may start volunteering one night a week at an inner city free clinic to keep up with everything and make a difference to people who need it.

No one said it would be this hard!!!

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  1. Wow, that is a lot going on! Avery is starting the terrible twos and that is hard, I can only imagine the coming years, I have heard 3 was the worst, but wasn't sure.

    I hope things get a bit easier. I bet the hardest parts are the sleep and no time with your husband. That would be soo hard. Really those are the main reasons we are not having another. I just know I couldn't go through that again.

    It sounds like you are doing a great job and you are a good mommy, but it does get hard.

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  2. Did you try my suggestion of the kids "calm" syrup to give to P before bed?? I'm telling you.. It helps!! I buy it on amazon. Read the reviews.. It will turn you into a believer:)

    It won't always be like this. Someday they will be older. Graham will be more independent and you will find yourself getting more and more time to get things done than before. You are in the throws of craziness right now. At some point in the future.. You will look around and say to yourself "hey! This doesn't suck as bad as it use to!!" Lol

    Hang in there! You are doing a great job.

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  3. I hear ya, it's so hard. Some days I am so embarrassed by my appearance when I drop G off at school because I know I look like I just rolled out of bed- even though I've been up ( and working) for hours! And I would like to have a few minutes a day where someone isn't touching me- or screaming because they aren't touching me! Hang in there- and know you aren't alone!

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  4. (Hugging you) It won't be like this forever, I promise! Just maybe 3-4 more years lol I feel your pain though. As wonderful as parenthood is most of time, it still is REALLY HARD. My niece is going through the "terrible threes" and I didn't even know they existed! I thought once you got past two you were good to go. Friggin great. I had to laugh out loud at the "gagging over the diaper genie." My husband and I don't even sleep in the same bed most nights! We switch off, every other night taking turns with Samantha! I know it's such a bad thing, but we are in survival mode and it is what it is right now. With babysitting a 4 month old FT, I am getting a taste of the two kid thing. And it 'aint easy!!! You are doing your best and you love them! That's all you can do :) The getting out and volunteering and using your skills might be so good for you!

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