Vent with no judgement

Truth #1: I love Mini Me more than anything. Even more than I love Crunchie icecream and Cadbury's Black Forrest chocolate blocks. But even my favourite food makes me sick some times if I have too much.

Truth #2: I have a short fuse and low tolerance for unnecessary complaining and things I can't fix.

These two truths are a big part of me. It's little wonder they don't clash very often.

Largely, I think it's because Mini Me is a good bub. She's not a big crying, generally sleeps well at night and gives me lots of smiles.

But this week I've encountered the 'witching hour'. From 5pm til 8pm it is a constant battle of the cries. Her yells, my screams of frustration back. Screaming tennis is no fun. But her shocked look when I scream back was pretty funny.

I know, I know. Screaming at your baby is not good. But it helped release some tension before it came out another way.

And before you get preachy; I did just let her cry and walked away. I did cuddle her until she stopped... Then started again. I did feed her. I did try to imagine happy places (which incidentally seemed to be at the bottom of a bottle). I did my pilates breathing. We walked. I sent out good wishes. I tried it all.

It's not nice being angry at your baby. They can't help their baby nature. I feel so guilty about my dark nature too.

I know it's a phase. I know I have the means to handle it. But sometimes you just need to vent with no judgement.

This was my vent. No judgement please.

Day after update:

Yesterday was a good afternoon. She was still grizzly but I was mentally and physically prepared for it. Knowing it is coming helped put me in a good position to handle the relentless crying. Two steps forward....