parenting, easy... hah!!!

i've heard the old adage "whoever says parenting is easy never had children" before, but i never understood it until last night...

I got home from work around 1530 (thats 330pm) and took thomas to the pool for about 30-45 minutes, where he tried to escape me, tip over his little boat, and drink pool water. When we got back to the apartment, i let him run around naked for a few minutes to air dry (boys seem to like being naked). After we got dressed, had our sippy cup and a handlful of cheerios, the fun began...

maybe i should have mentioned before that rob never put thomas down for his nap yesterday. my child had been up since 10am and here is was, quickly approaching 5pm and he had yet to sleep... around 515, he started screaming. we had no milk. tried to get him calm and into the stroller so we could walk to wally world and get some... no dice. so mike (the roomie) went out and got some. i was able to get him down, but he woke up about 20 minutes later with a poopie and screamed for a change... after that, he screamed for about an hour and a half. mike took him for a few minutes so i could get a bite to eat (before the cats got to my chicken) and i took him back afterwards. I fed him 2 containers of pinapple, a couple peices of taost, some more cheerieos and half a piece of chicken. he then took a cup of milk and almost fell asleep. we are at about 8pm now... he has been crying and screaming for nearly 3 hours already (with some breaks). i put him into bed thinking 'he just needs sleep now', but as soon as i left teh room, the "i'm dying of neglect" screams began. after about 5-10 minutes (io was praying he'd go back to sleep) i went in and grabbed him.

we settled down in the living room, him in the playpen, and me in the arm chair next to him and watched Juno (which had been playing already) and i played Maj-hong on my phone. Needless to say by 915pm he was finally conked out. so i picked him and his milk up out of the playpen and headed for my bed (i was not going to risk another meltdown) and we layed down together....

as soon as we hit the bed, he gave a little sigh (complete with baby sleepy grin) and snuggled right in next to me. rob came home about thirty minutes later, and thats how he found us.

needless to say, i will have to punch anyone who tries to tell me parenting is easy straight in the gonads... they dont need to be re-producing anyways, if that is their opinion...