No More Crying...Please!

I had a nervous breakdown yesterday. Whoever said that being the mom of a boy was easy LIED! I either don't remember Riley freaking out like Ronan does, or, she never freaked out.

The day started off just like any other day, except for the fact that I wasn't feeling too great and probably just needed some more sleep. But, since I had to get Riley to school by 7:25 am (so she can socialize at breakfast), we were all up and getting ready for the day. Riley made it to school on time and Ronan and I were back in the house by 7:30 am and here we were, looking at each other, wondering what we were going to do for the rest of the day.

I sat with him on the couch for a little bit while he watched The Wiggles and that gave me a good 25 minutes of quiet. Then, it was over. Somehow, this creature invaded Ronan's body and took over and for the next 2 hours, it was nothing but crazy insane. Crying and screaming. Nothing I did made him happy. I filled up his water toy in the lanai. Not happy. I got him a cookie. Not happy. I took him for a walk (he was happy during the walk and then freaked out when the walk was over.) Happy for a mile and then not happy.

I was at the end of my rope. I walked into my bathroom and just started bawling. (It was a combination of not feeling good, being tired and not being able to hear myself think...) But as soon as he saw me crying, he stopped! I couldn't believe it. Then we walked outside and this is the face I saw for an hour: His little feet were soaked because he would keep dumping water onto the ground -- can you see all the bruises on his little legs?
He was laughing at himself so hard -- throwing water over his shoulder and getting it everywhere. I let him do whatever he wanted because he was finally smiling and not flipping out at me.
I don't know how some people do it. I feel like my patience level is definitely tested with having just two kids, so people that have more than that must be able to handle a lot more than I could! Ronan is such a handful. He's into everything, he has no fear, and when he laughs -- all the stress of being the momma to a crazy little short man goes away (at least for a little bit!)