Sucking the life out of me

I hate to be negative again but yesterday was just a horrible, terrible, stressful day. It was Olivia's first full day at daycare. I was in the other class and I could hear her crying on and off (mostly on) for nine hours, it seemed like the day would never end. I knew she wasn't hurt, she was just upset and it was very hard to listen to. That's not the worst part though, I can deal with the crying and whining. Olivia is a very stubborn and strong willed kid so I'm used to that. What worries me is that she refuses to eat and drink while she is there. She was so hungry when we got home that she ate and drank everything in sight. An hour later, she threw all of it up everywhere and she kept throwing up. It was all over me, her and the floor. So after a truly exhausting day, I had to give her a bath (Which I wasn't planning on doing) and start another load of laundry (Which I REALLY wasn't planning on doing). After I gave her a bath and got her to bed, I had to take a shower. When I got out of the shower, I realized that my towels were in the wash. At that point, I just gave up. I went to bed and it was only 8pm. Luckily Paul was home and he helped a lot. He cleaned up Liv's mess in the kitchen and finished the laundry for me. I called the doctor today wondering if maybe Olivia still had the stomach bug and she said that if she's okay the rest of the weekend then it was probably due to eating too much, too fast. My concern is that she's going to continue to refuse to eat and drink at daycare, come home and eat like crazy then throw up. I'm scared this will become a pattern and I don't think I have the energy to handle it. The doctor told me to be in touch if she doesn't start becoming accustomed to daycare soon. I still don't know if this is going to work out but I'm holding onto a little bit of hope that it will. Today wasn't much better, she barely ate anything again. She was just grazing all day, a bite here and there but no actual meals. She was super cranky in the morning and after her nap. She was in a better mood later on but then started melting down again around dinner time. She has been sucking the life out of me this past week, I'm completely drained and her bad moods have been rubbing off on me. Everyone keeps saying she just needs to get used to it but right now that is very hard to imagine.

Terrible twos too early

Okay, I know Olivia isn't even eighteen months yet (one week away) but I'm pretty sure she's hit that "terrible twos" stage. She's been throwing tantrums lately, she starts stomping her feet and screaming when she doesn't get her way. I usually just ignore it but jeez she is loud! Plus, she always conveniently picks days when I have a headache to have her little tantrums. Paul was trying to hug her the other day and apparently for too long because she wanted him to let go and then she tried to bite him. She's also been getting rather sneaky, she likes to stand up on the couch. I tell her that she needs to sit down and she usually listens but as soon as I go in the other room for a quick second, she's standing again. I tell her to sit down and she gives me a smirk, she knows exactly what she's doing. She always tries to stand in the bath too and then she splashes water at me when I tell her to sit. I don't know how young a girl develops an attitude but I'm pretty sure it's starting already. Today was the last day of summer playgroup (it doesn't start up again until the fall) and Olivia just went up to some little boy and pushed him for no reason. I felt bad for the boy and I said "no, we don't push" but she just ran off and started playing. I have no idea if she knows what I'm even taking about but hopefully she doesn't become a little bully. She's not the worst behaved of the group so that makes me feel a little better. Besides that, playgroup went well. She really loves it and it's adorable to see her running around with the other kids. I'm a little sad that classes are over for a while, we are going to have to find something else to do on Thursday mornings. Even though I think Liv is entering the "terrible twos", no matter what she does, it can all be erased with one cuddle. When she runs up to me for a hug, my heart melts and all is forgotten.. until tomorrow. ;)

 Left: Little miss grumpy after I told her she couldn't play with someone's cell phone.

Right: She was watching Dora and laying on the couch like that, such a goof.