It's been a challenging past 2 nights with alot of fussing, crying and kicking from Nadya.
She is having a runny nose. And a sick child is a sibei cranky child.
Last night, she did a thorough job of testing my patience. She woke every hour between 930pm to 1230am and fusse, cried and kicked each time.
I clenched my fists tight at one point. My nails dug deep into my palms and left semi-circle marks on my palms. I did that, to remind myself not to blow my top. And to still speak in measured tones to her. I lost it once or twice though and raised my voice but I think I generally did ok.
I hope my blood pressure stays normal.
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I smile less easily these days at home. Partly because Nadya drains my energy and emotions and is constantly keeping me on edge with her requests and demands.
I realised I was a pretty happy lark yesterday when she was not around.
The helper was on her off day and when that happens, Nadya usually goes over to the inlaws' and Alyssa stays at home with us.
I realised I was so much more relaxed and happy and chirpy. I didn't realise it at first, till K said I was chirpy and singing songs.
Sigh. Oh well.
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