I have my children with me.
God that’s such a horrible comment … They are actually lovely kids but both of them together are a nightmare. One is three and a half and one is 11 months. Individually they aren’t hard. Together … my god. The baby clings to me. I am a human climbing frame. If I stay still for a moment she starts grabbing me and trying to climb. Prising her off isn’t easy.
They won’t leave one another alone. 3 year old is in the baby’s face all the time which knocks her off balance as she’s trying to stand and cruise using furniture, she grabs at his face and hair which makes him whinge but he won’t actually stop getting in her face. She touches one of his toys and it’s outrage.
The baby is really fighting her afternoon nap. You can get her down but it takes a good ten minutes and even with TV downstairs the 3 year old follows me ‘mummy, mummy, mummy’ so she doesn’t nap. By the end of the day she’s horrendously grumpy, the 3 year old is manic and playing up as has been ignored and I hate it all.
ugh. I feel awful as they are lovely. But not together.