Sorry all but I have to go mad somewhere.
As you prob know if all goes to plan I will shortly be moving house, however that doesnt stop me going mad in the mean time!
I dont know anyone where I live, so during the day my only company is Noah, and the little bugger has broken the TV so (conveniently for him) the only channel that works is Cbeebies, So I dont even get to watch any grown up TV, all I have to do all day is look after noah and sit at my laptop and its driving me mental. Not to mention we have the most baby unfriendly house and Noah seems to be able to get everywhere. He has now learnt how to climb onto the sofa, which means he can climb up onto the table which is unsafe for him and he just throws everything on it onto the floor. Their isnt a single work surface that he cant reach, so I cant even have a drink in the lounge. I have got a play pen that is divided into 2 sections one to stop him getting up the dining end of the room and one that blocks of the patio door and and all the cables and stuff, but he still manages to force his way down there. He is also at that stage where if you stop him doing anything or take him away from somewhere, he screams and cries like your trying to kill him. So I cant even leave him along to go to the loo (which Im needing to do a lot at the moment). Yesterday while Im cooking dinner I shut him in the kitchen with me so I can keep an eye on him. I go to open a cuboard door and before I have even got the door completly open, he has stuck his hand inside and grabed a pyrex bown and draged it out the cupboard onto the floor where it shatters, covering him with bloken glass. I immediatly pick him off and bruck the glass off him and cart him back into the lounge, but his leg is bleeding. I go back into the kitchen to sweep it up (and cut my own feet on the little shards) I come back into the lounge to see he has climbed onto the table and thrown my mobile phone onto the floor and smashed it. By this point Im losing it and I start shouting at him and stick him in his cot upstairs cause its the only place where he cant get up to any trouble, but all he does is scream! By this point I feel I have lost the will to live and am on the verge of just sitting rocking in the corner of the room gibbering to myself till the people in white coats come. OH gets home from work and I just start bawling my eyes out, and his response is 'well its only going to get harder with another one on the way'. For that I want to smack him in the face. He says he doesnt want to pay for someone to come out and sort the telly cause its not worth it with us moving. And I know I wont have any problems anymore once we move. We will be having all new furniture, which will be baby proof!! (i.e. not with open shelves at floor level!) Plus I already have 4 other mums from the 'meet a mum' website wanting to meet up!
This however doesnt stop me going mad in the mean time, whene I have another month or so of this to go! I think I might just go and jump out of the window now.
Sorry I know my problems prob seem very insignificant compared to some of the stuff some of you are going through but Im hormonal and just needed to get it out instead of just sitting here and crying.
As you prob know if all goes to plan I will shortly be moving house, however that doesnt stop me going mad in the mean time!
I dont know anyone where I live, so during the day my only company is Noah, and the little bugger has broken the TV so (conveniently for him) the only channel that works is Cbeebies, So I dont even get to watch any grown up TV, all I have to do all day is look after noah and sit at my laptop and its driving me mental. Not to mention we have the most baby unfriendly house and Noah seems to be able to get everywhere. He has now learnt how to climb onto the sofa, which means he can climb up onto the table which is unsafe for him and he just throws everything on it onto the floor. Their isnt a single work surface that he cant reach, so I cant even have a drink in the lounge. I have got a play pen that is divided into 2 sections one to stop him getting up the dining end of the room and one that blocks of the patio door and and all the cables and stuff, but he still manages to force his way down there. He is also at that stage where if you stop him doing anything or take him away from somewhere, he screams and cries like your trying to kill him. So I cant even leave him along to go to the loo (which Im needing to do a lot at the moment). Yesterday while Im cooking dinner I shut him in the kitchen with me so I can keep an eye on him. I go to open a cuboard door and before I have even got the door completly open, he has stuck his hand inside and grabed a pyrex bown and draged it out the cupboard onto the floor where it shatters, covering him with bloken glass. I immediatly pick him off and bruck the glass off him and cart him back into the lounge, but his leg is bleeding. I go back into the kitchen to sweep it up (and cut my own feet on the little shards) I come back into the lounge to see he has climbed onto the table and thrown my mobile phone onto the floor and smashed it. By this point Im losing it and I start shouting at him and stick him in his cot upstairs cause its the only place where he cant get up to any trouble, but all he does is scream! By this point I feel I have lost the will to live and am on the verge of just sitting rocking in the corner of the room gibbering to myself till the people in white coats come. OH gets home from work and I just start bawling my eyes out, and his response is 'well its only going to get harder with another one on the way'. For that I want to smack him in the face. He says he doesnt want to pay for someone to come out and sort the telly cause its not worth it with us moving. And I know I wont have any problems anymore once we move. We will be having all new furniture, which will be baby proof!! (i.e. not with open shelves at floor level!) Plus I already have 4 other mums from the 'meet a mum' website wanting to meet up!
This however doesnt stop me going mad in the mean time, whene I have another month or so of this to go! I think I might just go and jump out of the window now.
Sorry I know my problems prob seem very insignificant compared to some of the stuff some of you are going through but Im hormonal and just needed to get it out instead of just sitting here and crying.
It is really hard work looking after a LO and being pregnant. I didn't realise how hard it was going to be. The stage you're at was the worst few weeks for me, I just wanted to curl up and die but of course I couldn't (which is why I posted about the problems I was having with Ella).
