Please Shut Up

I'm not sure what the deal is, but E has been screaming for about an hour each morning for the past month or so. This usually only applies to weekdays because he's upset that we can't give him much attention while we get ready for work. By we, I should clarify that I mean my wife. He wants nothing to do with me when he's tired, upset, or sick. The kid loves me when life is good, but when life is only fair to middling at best, he wants his mama.

Today was the rare exception of the extended morning fit pitching on a weekend. K was able to get up with him and when she tried to get him some breakfast he started a fit that lasted for what seemed like a good hour. I was still trying to sleep off my late night from yesterday's Atlanta blitz, and at one point I picked him up and told him that if he needed something or wanted something he needs to tell us and we'll get it for him. Otherwise, he needed to just get over it. Then I put him in his room and told him he could come out when he stopped crying. This was about 8 a.m.

I woke up again just before 1 p.m. K said that she could hear him whining for a while after I stuck him in his room and when she thought he'd calmed down enough, she went in and was able to finally get him to eat. He was wonderful the rest of the day.

It's just really strange to me how the kid won't even fight being put to bed at night, but being alive in the morning can be such a hassle. We're not even waking him up. He wakes up around 6:30 every morning and comes out of his room on his own. I'm just ready for this phase to be through.