Being a single parent is hard stuff. It is very easy to give into fits when you are the only one around. If I didn't, I feel like I would explode and do something regrettable. For example, this week Isabel has decided that bed time didn't exist anymore. I have let her stay up with me a little longer, let her sleep in my bed, I even bribed her with something the following morning. Didn't work. I want to be the boss, not the other way around. Yes, I shut the door and make her cry it out, but she opens doors! I sing to her, but she has a play list and has to go through each one every night, and singing Part of your World every night is getting old. I read her books, but she ends up taking the book so she can read it. I tried laying in her bed till she would fall asleep, but she has a sense of when I leave and immediately follows me out.
Well, tonight I left her door open, pulled up a chair and book. I sat there where she could see me for an almost an hour. She had a huge fit, but eventually laid back on her pillow and just stared at me. I got up to get my phone, she got out and came after me! What is the deal? I got so frustrated tonight. More so because she just wanted me. I know that might sound weird. But two hours is too long to get your kid to go to bed. The longer that takes, the less time I get for Brandie time. Moms, you know what I mean. Being able to do absolutely nothing and not feel guilty about it! Like Blog, which I thought I would try tonight.
On to more interesting news, still NOT pregnant. But everyone else around me is. So, congratulations to all of you!
And the best news of all, to all my west coast friends and family. I am coming back. We got our orders to San Diego! I am way excited about this move. I have loved living in DC and the people I have made friendships with. But it is again, time to move on. I have realized that I am one of those people who need change. I thought this would be the worst part about being a military wife, but so far I have loved it. I am pretty sure Isabel is excited to, because I told her we would be able to visit Cinderella's castle!
So, while it is just Isabel and I for awhile, we indulged in an exciting toy to play with. Cinderella's Castle. Good move I think. She got that, I got a puzzle. Why do I love puzzles? How lame am I?
