I know it's only Wednesday but this week has been the toughest one yet. Tristan has decided that he's not a big Momma fan this week so he's been unhappy with everything I do. It usually starts in the morning with him waking up, crying and screaming because I'm not Papa and then runs out of the room looking for him. He usually meanders back in when he realizes hes stuck with me and gives me a scowl that says, "Great. You again." It's not a very pleasant way to wake up.
The rest of the day ranges from him throwing fits and doing naughty things he knows hes not supposed to, to him not wanting anything to do with me. I suppose the latter means I can get my own stuff done, but it's still not very nice when I wanna play or read with him or something. The other day I finally asked Gaetan to come home early from his long day at work and as soon as he walked through the door Tristan yells out, "yeah!" and started clapping. Then, he proceeded to play with Papa and be the good natured boy that he normally is.
I know that he probably gets sick of seeing me day in and day out, and this will pass, but its just hard on me right now. Might be the pregnancy hormones, but I miss my Bugga. Lots of prayers are continually being said! For patience, and understanding...
JVG
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