The day went pretty much downhill from there. She sobbed for 45 minutes because she didn't want oatmeal or a banana for breakfast (which are normally a big hit with her). She ended up face down on the couch sobbing onto the leather upholstery while half watching me to see if I would react. Initially, I tried to distract her, but she was dead set on being mad, so eventually I just let her be and she got over it in time to eat half of my breakfast.
|Mommy, you are an awful food sharer!|
We ran for 4 miles outside and the nice weather seemed to help her mood a little, at least until we got home and I had the audacity to offer her sub par food choices for lunch. Faith has decided to become a yogurtarian, hopefully only because of teething, but that's one of the only food items I was able to get her to eat.
|I read that yogurt is a super food|
After yet more Motrin, she went down for a good nap and I ran 6 miles on the treadmill to bring me to 10 for the day. Once the little monster woke up, I took her to the park. The playground is the best place for grumpy teething toddlers because who can be mad when there are swings?
When I brought her back home, she refused all food for dinner except yogurt and Pirate's Booty, so I'm getting an A+ for child nutrition today. Dairy and carpet fuzz are the two food groups of the day.
|It wasn't all carpet fuzz, some of it was your hair|
Faith has even been taking out her grumpy mood on the dog, so I've had to say "No hitting the dog with drum sticks!" multiple times today. I don't normally feel bad for the dog, but after the headache I've picked up from this day, I'm sure she has one too.
|I told you that you should have gotten another dog instead|
At least Peanut has the comfort of Faith's toys:
|This ape understands my hatred of legos everywhere|
They do have things in common: they both have to deal with Faith sticking her fingers up their noses.
|Stuffed gorilla boogers = toddler caviar|
Hearing the kid fuss all today is both exhausting and frustrating. It's frustrating because I hate that she's in discomfort and I can't do anything about it and also...because it's frustrating to hear whining all day. At least my husband was nice enough to shift his school work schedule to come home at normal time (instead of staying late at work to do homework). Faith is always in a better mood when he's around, but who can blame her? He's pretty fun.
This has been one of those days when I'm glad being a mom isn't a traditional job with performance reviews because my short drooly boss would have been making a lot of negative notes today. Also, this has also been a day where running 10 miles has been the least exhausting part.
If you're on the fence about having kids, please disregard this Debbie Downer post. They are a special gift make each day special...so special that sometimes they have to wake you up hours before dawn so you can enjoy it more.