ET is going through a whiny phase. This has been ongoing for sometime but the long school days have made him tired and the whining has increased. At times it is like a dentist drill boring through my brain. This evening is one of those times.
I feel like running outside and screaming at the top of my lungs, but I’ve decided that just writing my way through it is probably the saner option.
First, let me give you some context.
I am not a woman who pretends her mood doesn’t fluctuate with her monthly cycle. I readily admit that I get emotionally labile and have moments of irrational anger… in short, I can be a right bitch when I’m premenstrual. Is that TMI? I don’t really care, it’s an important part of the story.
Usually I do a pretty good job of controlling my short fuse, seething on the inside with a cool façade. Like this afternoon, when a department store cashier didn’t know what a gift receipt was and kept telling me I really wanted to buy a gift card. (After I managed to fully explain that a gift receipt was a separate receipt for one item of my purchase that didn’t show the cost or the total purchase, she looked at me and said, “So you want me to write the word ‘gift’ on your receipt?” Grrrrr.)
Okay, so that gives you an idea of my mental state. Now let me tell you about his.
The boys were at a laser-tag birthday party today (BDN’s son is eight, yay!) and the excitement of this event, in combination with a grey weather day, created a very tired 6-year-old.
Non-parents might think really tired kids would just fall into bed and sleep all night. This is true for very physically tired kids, like if they spent all day at the beach and then had soccer in the evening, that kind of tired kid will fall asleep as soon as their head hits the pillow.
A child who is tired emotionally from an overwhelmingly exciting day, but who hasn’t been out running around, can be a bear at bedtime. They are illogical and demanding but, even though they can’t stop yawning, they are still full of a physical energy that just makes them uncomfortable.
This is a partial list of things that upset ET tonight during the process of getting ready for bed and falling asleep. Remember, this information was all delivered in the pitch of that dentist drill:
His toothpaste tastes funny
He’s sad because I didn’t read enough Harry Potter
He hates mosquitoes and his bug bite is itchy
He doesn’t want to go to school tomorrow
His tongue hurts (he bit it yesterday when he jumped off the deck)
His toes hurt because they are growing
His belly hurts if he lies on it
He’s hot with a shirt on
He wishes he had more toys
He wants a new Lego set
He’s cold with his shirt off
He’s sad because Daddy is out at a meeting
He wants someone to sleep with him
His whole body hurts
It’s a very long list and it went on like this for over an hour after he was meant to be asleep. On their own, these complaints aren’t enough tip me over the edge, but tonight my fragile psyche just couldn’t take it.
So please excuse me now… I’m just going to curl up in a ball and have a little cry.
Have you discovered your breaking point?