8:00 AM – Holden wakes up not super happy like usual (relatively strange for him)
8:15 AM – Holden decides he HATES his changing table. Or that he hates getting his diaper changes. Not sure yet at this point which it is.
8:20 AM – Holden decides he hates ME. He thrashes, kicking me in the stomach several times despite my entreaties.
8:25 AM – Holden, usually independent, cries every time I try to put him down.
8:30 AM – Food, usually the solve-all, also makes Holden’s hate list. He screams for five minutes while I try to feed him.
9:00 AM – I put him down for a nap – which also makes him scream. But at least he sleeps eventually.
11:00 AM – Repeat all items above twice
5:30 PM – Wes comes home and I leave the room. Holden is good for him.
5:45 PM – Holden sees me pass by the room and starts crying and “stomp crawls” toward me and begs to be picked up.
5:47 PM – He’s not happy being held by me or sitting next to me. He just wants to complain and be mean to me.
6:00 PM – I give Holden over to Wes and Holden calms right down. But then I pass by a minute later and he starts throwing a tantrum again!
And that was my day until I went to Mamma Mia (feeling quite sorry for myself) with my friend Jaime. I totally take it personal. Like somehow, subconsciously he knew I was going to be going to a movie that night and was ticked off about it all day long. It was so sad.