good days bad days.

I love staying home with Henry.  He is my very top priority and I will continue to do what I think is best for him.  The other day he and I were having a very serious conversation in the car and I told him, "Henry, I choose you." and he responded with a fake sneeze because he thinks "gesundheit" is hilarious.  Apparently he thinks I sneeze him. 

Staying home with Henry is also exhausting, demanding, and haaaaard.  Every day I am trying to think of new ways to entertain/teach a toddler stuff I think he should know.  How am I supposed to know what this kid needs to know?  Are there books on this subject or something?  Yeah.  Right.  Who has time to read? 

The past couple days have been really difficult because it has been hot outside, as in too hot to play outside hot.  Impression 5 doesn't have air conditioning which is so ridiculous I can't even believe anyone goes there in the summer.   I haven't gotten any sleep which is partly my fault (crazy worrier at night) and partly his fault (night terrors) and I find myself getting really frustrated really easily for much of the day.  I do my best to not take it out on Henry but by the time he goes to bed, I'm spent.  Nothing left.

Tonight I'm sitting here staring at my magazine, trying to take some "me" time, and all I can hear is Henry over the monitor (he's in bed) talking to himself and singing and cracking himself up.  Oh, and he meows too. 

It's taking everything I have in me to not go and get him out of bed so we can spend more time together.  That's how I know I love this job.