Today is not over yet. Carter still seems to be on full blast. He does not want his light off and he does not want to go to bed. He doesn’t even have to tell me that. His screaming fit and throwing himself all over the place says it loud and clear. Ok, so what’s a tired mom to do? He must be delirious. He laughing so much that now he has the hiccups. He wants to run and bounce around and to be entertained. Then he’s crying and upset because he doesn’t want me to leave his room. Sigh. Big. GIANT. Sigh.
This morning started off just as tiring as it’s ending. I dressed Carter while he was still snoozing, I walked out the door carrying him, and went to put him in his carseat. And then…..all hell broke loose. Carter started screaming bloody murder! It was as if there were spikes or daggers in his carseat (there wasn’t, I checked). He was clinging to me and clawing at me trying to get out of his seat. I really didn’t know what to do. It was kinda freaking me out. I fought myself on whether I should take him out and soothe him until he calmed down or just go and let him settle down on his own. I opted for letting him work out his own issues. As I backed out of the driveway and Carter caught his breath in between his next round of blood curdling screams, he heard the music playing. I had his SuperWhy CD on (woo-hoo) and he just suddenly stopped the madness. I held my breath. I was afraid to move at all. I just waited to see if he was really finished his craziness. He was. Thank you SuperWhy! Who knew that music would be the answer to my sanity?
His hapiness was short lived. Apparently Carter had a horrible day at day care. It all started when he made a bit of a mess during breakfast and they tried to change his clothes. That’s a no-no. You can’t change Carter’s clothes unless:
1.) He initiates it
2.) He’s ready for a bath
3.) You want a full blown meltdown
I’ve learned this. And now, so have they.
So, we’ll just file today in the “not so great” folder and hope for a better day tomorrow.