Whoa Nelly. These last few days have been a doozy. I mean the most challenging of all my 2 ½ years as a professional parent. The Shinars have had some major changes and moves over the last year. I have felt the stress often and had been impressed with Charlie's rubber-band like adaptability. Well, I think it has all been bubbling under the surface waiting for this very moment to explode. Oh this child is ridiculous. I have so many black and blue marks on me from the biting. Although she was almost fully potty trained before we left Africa, she will now not even sit on the potty. Her favorite phrase is “I don't want to!” (said at the top of her lungs). For the first few nights, she screamed all night long. She runs away from me at any opportunity.
All this is well and good on its own, but dealing with this as a single parent getting over jet lag, in a foreign country, and preparing to go to a new village has kicked my booty. Oh and I have a cold. Oh man. I cannot wait for Josh to get here on Wednesday!
But today I saw glimmers of my sweet baby girl. Her impeccable manners at dinner tonight almost make me forget about the expensive candy bar she took off the shelf and proceeded to eat at the grocery store today.
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