Most days I take or at least I try to take the hand we were dealt pretty well.I know there isn't a line of moms saying they want our life or our worries, but I'm sure some moms that deal with more would want it or at least I tell myself this. I know even though life is hard some days that it's what God has planned.
Today is not a good day for me. In fact I'm pretty bitter with it all today. Lynlee has been more than her normal cranky. I can see her gums are swollen. She just seems needy today. She wants to be carried and held all day. This morning she got her 2nd flu shot which I'm sure doesn't help anything.
And her feeds have been terrible. She's vomited twice today from not wanting to sit still (or so I think?) At her 10am feed Lynlee didn't want to sit in her high chair and play and watch her movie. She wanted to roll around in the floor, which is what every 13 month old wants to do. But instead I have to make her sit still on the floor because all the moving, rolling will lead to either pulling out the tube or throwing up. I feel like I'm punishing Lynlee to make her eat and it's not fun.
Most days we try to make feed time, play time. We play in the floor with her so she doesn't feel like she is being punished. But this morning we were running out of time and I just needed her to sit there for 5 minutes so I could get ready for her appointment. I found myself getting angry with her, and then I got angry with myself. She didn't ask for this. She is a good child and makes the best out of crappy situation she was given. And how could I get angry at her for not wanting to sit her on her butt for an hour.
I'm up for suggestions to make feeding time more enjoyable. I'm anxiously waiting for the day she can walk. We can strap her backpack on her and she can go! But until that day I won't be getting a mother of the year award.