Wallace and I both have colds we got from work. We are both cranky and tired. He doesn’t know what he wants today but definitely wants it right now and it can’t possibly be what he asked for and I am handing to him.
He wanted me to read him a book and as I was sitting there with him about to read, I sneeze-peed. (Backstory, I have had this issue since before I had a baby.) I said I had to go pee and change and then I could read the story. He lost it. Complete meltdown. I read it to him and said I had to go the bathroom after. He lost it again and I don’t mean a tantrum. Complete emotional breakdown.
I read the second book and got up. He followed me and proceeded to freak out and tried to pull my off the toilet while crying “all done! All done!” He freaked out the entire time I changed my underwear and did something else (I can’t remember what).
Sitting in your wet underpants for the duration of two picture books is an ultimate parenting sacrifice.
What did you sacrifice to your child/ren this week?