I have avoided talking about my pregnancy on my blog for many reasons. One of them is that I am just a plain miserable pregnant person, my blog has been a little quiet because I don't have anything nice to say, at all.
Lately my nights are filled with fake labor and my days are filled with my three year old peppering me with "WHY" questions. I love my baby girl and I am grateful (blah, blah) but on no sleep I simply can't handle the why questions.
I have tried answering the questions logically, I have tried answering the questions with a silly response, I have tried responding with questions, I have tried "Because I said so. Now stop talking." I have even referred her to google.
Alas, I remain in why purgatory. My three year old has outsmarted me with her why's.
Alas, I remain in why purgatory. My three year old has outsmarted me with her why's.
5 comments:
Don't worry, Liz!!! You're doing great! I've been there, I've totally been there!
I'm sure you're doing great. Honestly, I am terrified to be pregnant and have to take care of Natalie... I hated being pregnant, I was miserable. Hence the waiting. :) How much longer?
But she is soooo cute! My Trevor is non-stop chatter.
Eric's solution to that is to turn it around and start asking THEM why questions. Sometimes it works...
That's so funny that you've referred her to google. :) How much longer do you have?
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