Little Boy has been totally manic the last couple of days. It's amazing. Smiling and happy one minute and crying in abject horror the next. Diaper changes are the worst.
The bucking and kicking and temper tantrums are interesting to witness however.
I'm thinking that the inability to communicate and the lack of mobility are starting to catch up with him. Because I feel like he is trying to tell us something, but what = ??????? I wish he had a word or two that he could use.
Additionally, since tummy time also makes him insane with rage and tears, I have decided to try to start to get him to learn to stand on his own and cruise around on the furniture. It's actually going ok -- you stick a laptop in front of him (real or fake) and he loves to hit it. Which makes him stay up longer. But, like everything, it's going to take some time. So, we can do tummy time and standing time. Gotta do something. He's gotta start chasing these cats around by the end of the summer. I really am looking forward to filming him chasing the cats around.
But, he is definitely my child -- he will not do a damn thing unless he wants to. You can't make him do anything, or he will pitch a fit.
The shred is continuing. I'm on day 14 tonight. I have to wait until Little Boy goes to bed, because I am unable to function for 20 mins afterward. But, I am seeing a change (except for my c section belly), so it's a good thing. That belly is going to hang on forever, I think.
But, it was worth it.
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