Love in the time of toddler

Sadie is handling the whole having a new sister thing really, really well, I think.  Still, the little darling has come up with a couple of tricks in the last week that just make me want to lose my mind.  My least favorite?  The going-limp trick.  I think she’s been watching 60’s protest documentaries behind my back.  If I’m crazy enough to grab hold of her to keep her out of imminent danger, she throws all of her body toward the floor, leaving me lifting approximately two and a half times as much toddler as is medically advisable.

I’m having a hard time not getting very, very angry with her for this, because it really hurts me when she does it.  I was hoping to do something productive today, but after being subjected to a round of this when I kept her from pulling my boiling hot lunch down on her head (don’t ask me what I was thinking sitting it on my desk where it should have been out of reach...the kid is getting taller by the day, I swear), I just want to curl up on the couch and whimper.  That shit *hurts.* The incision seems ok, but my back just can’t take it.  It hasn’t adapted to my being shaped like a normal human being again as it is.

The poor kid is really bored being stuck at home with me right now, but it’s really hard to entertain her when I’m trying to stay out of reach.  She has this eerie ability to zero in on the bits that hurt the most, so I haven’t been letting her sit with me much.  One good kick in the incision, followed by an elbow to a breast, was enough to convince me that we needed to find an alternate way to be cuddly.  Luckily, she’s recently discovered the joy of kisses.  She kisses *everything.* And makes her dolls and animals kiss each other, too.  Most frightening, though, was her reaction this morning when I asked her if she liked Elmo.  She squealed, and made kiss-kiss noises at the TV.

I never envisioned a day when I’d be grateful for the existence of Elmo.  Life really *is* strange sometimes, isn’t it?

1. Could be worse....she could love the purple monstrosity called Barney.

   Posted by  on  03/02  at  02:48 PM

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