Sunday, January 16, 2011

Spoiled Rotten

My son is a spoiled brat. Living with my parents has done nothing for his sense of discipline, which is why I can't wait to move. My biggest issue is putting him to be at night. First of all, he doesn't have a real bed. He's been sleeping in the play pen because there's no room for the crib. Then, I've been rocking him to sleep at night since we've been here. I don't even know how that started because I used to be able to lay him in the crib and he would go to sleep on his own. Nights like this really make me hate those guys that broke in our place, because if we had our own place then putting him to bed wouldn't be such a problem.

My dad doesn't like it when we let him cry, so that's essentially why I rock him to sleep. Don't get me wrong, I love the bonding we get by rocking him to sleep, but sometimes I wish I could just lay him down in his own bed, use the key bedtime words, and let him fall asleep on his own. Now I have a spoiled brat laying in my bed between me and husband, who by the way, likes to blame this all on me. Wednesday we're supposed to be closing on a house so I'm looking very forward to this new chapter in our lives.
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