Today was one of those not so good mothering days. Lately Cade and I have been struggling over everything! He doesn't want to get dressed, eat, get his diaper changed, sit in his car seat, and least of all go to bed. Everything is a fight and he is a FIGHTER! When it's from the moment you wake up to when you go to bed, it can be exhausting. Today he was taking a nap no matter what! If he didn't need it - I did. We have a crib tent on his bed to keep that boy in and when I threw him in it and went to zip it up - he held the top, snapped it back, and it hit me right in the eye. Shooting pain! At first I thought there may be permanent damage but I must have closed my eye on impact and just ended up with a good bruiser. As I lay huddled in a crying mess - from pain, defeat, frustration - Cade climbed calming out of his crib. No nap for him and a black-eye I'll be sporting for at least a week.
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I hate days like those. I hope the black eye healed fast and doesn't return anytime soon.
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