Thursday, May 27, 2010

Who do you call when you suspect your toddler is trying to off you?

So, if the baby boy in my belly and I survive this pregnancy, it will be a miracle. I think my older son might kill me first. Maybe he understands more than we think...maybe he knows that he is about to have a little brother so he is trying to off us before he has to share the limelight. After all, he is a Leo and they like their limelight (I should know. I'm a Leo too).

Here are 3 recent examples:

We took him to a birthday party this weekend, which was outside and it was 84 degrees...pretty hot for a pregnant lady. At least this pregnant lady.

Our son was non-stop motion. He never stopped to eat or drink. He just ran from one place to the next, jumping in the duck pond (none of the other kids did this), taking toy fishing poles away from other kids, trying to pull the balloons off the porch (none of the other kids did this), having meltdown after meltdown because he was tired, hot, and hungry but refused to sit still. I was a fat, sweaty, overheated mess about an hour into the party. Then, when he burned his bare feet on the hot porch, it was made worse by his exhaustion and hunger, so we had to leave the party early, before cake and ice cream and present opening time.

The whole thing was extremely stressful and emotionally taxing. I came home and cried. Some days, I can't handle his restlessness and enthusiasm and sky-high energy level. Then, I got so overwhelmed at the thought of having TWO boys that I just went into a hormonal tail spin. It wasn't pretty.

Then, yesterday, I was sick. Not sure if I had a stomach virus or what, but I woke up in the morning throwing up. One not-so-fun thing about being a stay-at-home parent is that there are no sick days. If you are throwing up, you still gotta show up for work. In the morning, my son was pretty well-behaved and actually let me lie on the couch while he watched some cartoons. But, that afternoon was another story.

He and our dog, Meeko, were like two Tazmanian devils running through the house. It was constant barking and screaming for fun, then screaming out of frustration, then crying, then more barking, more running through the house, knocking me into walls. I got so stressed out that I started having Braxton Hicks contractions and I wasn't sure if I was going to throw up again or go into labor. And again, more tears. From me this time, not Max.

But, today...well, today really convinced me that my son is trying to 86 the new baby. I was sitting on the couch, still not feeling well from yesterday, and my son was standing on the floor next to me. Out of nowhere, because that is how little boys like to play it, he threw his body backwards and rammed his head into my pregnant belly.

It immediately knocked the wind out of me and I started having mild cramping. After about an hour, my abdomen became sore and I called the doctor. I had to go the doctor's office to listen to the fetal heartbeat to make sure everything was still okay, which it was, thank goodness. And I cried...again.

So, so far, I'm still standing and little Harry (our new son's name!) is pulling through. I think I am going to have to strap a pillow to my belly for protection, like a piece of armor for mothers of hyperactive toddlers. I'm still not feeling quite right and I am hoping for an injury-free and tummy-better day tomorrow.

Please God, for the love of all mothers everywhere, make tomorrow an easier day.

15 comments:

  1. Ok, this might be a stupid question, but does he nap? I mean, you need the break too! I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you-maybe he will be calmer.

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  2. Oh hunnie, so sorry!
    The title of your post is hilarious though.
    I too have a very hyper boy and some days I am just w-o-r-n o-u-t!
    My dog was scared at the vet when I was preggo and jumped with all 70 lbs of his weight going into my tummy. They told me to come in for a sonogram just to be sure. Baby was fine, but cervix wasn't--good thing I went in because I ended up having to have emergency cerclage surgery and we wouldn;t have known it was an issue if not for my pooches blunder.
    Anyway-HANG IN THERE!!!!! Harry is a great name--he and his big bro will have a blast together and you will laugh about this someday-hugs!

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  3. Aww! I love Harry! Max and Harry! how perfect! Toddlers are crazy. I'm glad you two are ok, I hope Max gets it together soon!

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  4. Hugs and Rest prayers I'm sending your way. This is one thing I just can't imagine yet. Being pregnant with a toddler. You are super mom for sure. You deserve the tears and try to get some rest, growing a person takes a lot out of you. I'm sure he is excited about a brother. Just think if they are already wrestling now. :)

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  5. Oh...so sorry. Wish you lived closer. I'd pour you a nice glass of grape juice (in a fancy wine glass, of course) and you could drink your worries away. We would give Max the vodka. ;)

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  6. Oh goodness! What are we gonna do with that boy?! I pray that Harry is a calm baby! Sorry you've had such a bad few days. I'll give you a call later. Love you!

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  7. Oh I liked Susan's answer. Sleep If u can catch a few winks the world really will look brighter....and easier to handle:)

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  8. Oh no! I am glad you're OK, and sorry he's out to get you and the new baby! Hopefully he'll get over it, AND FAST! ;)

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  9. 人生的價值以及他的快樂,都在於他有能力看重自己的生存 ..................................................

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  10. I hope the days since have been majorly easy for you!!

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  11. Breathe in. Breathe out. Pray.

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  12. I wanted to say congrats on the arrival of your new bundle of joy:) My hubby and I just found out last week. That we are expecting our third little bundle of joy ourselves:) We currently have two little guys (so I definitely know what you are going through:) Hang in there...

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  13. I'm so sorry you've had such a stressful few days!!! Being pregnant with a toddler is hard enough. But being sick on top of it is awful. You know the whole no sick day mommyhood thing NEVER even occured to me until I was too deep into mommyhood to turn back. I think that is one of the hardest things of all for me. Cuz I am (or used to be) the biggest baby around when sick. I liked to lie in bed and do nothing at all. I certainly never dreamed I would be chasing little people around a house or rescuing them from atop the refrigerator while trying not to barf, pass out, etc. Poor Amo!! I hope you feel better soon. Maybe your hubs can give you a day off if he has the time? It's worth asking right?

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  14. yikes! I hope you're feeling better today, and that everything was okay at the doctor. When I was expecting my second and had a two year old driving me nuts, I filled up the baby pool outside and let him play in it for hours....it wore him OUT! btw, love the new baby's name!

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  15. Hello friend!! I am so excited. I'm catching up on your blog,been gone from blog world for quite a while, and to come back and find that your preggo's...well that's just the best news of the day!!!!!! Congrats my dear friend, I am so happy for you. Now I'm off to catch up on the rest of your posts.

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