Some days I don't think I'm going to make it through these years. Virgil is definitely my most difficult child. Each of the girls took their turns being grouchy at one point or another as babies, but Virgil...oh, Virgil... ever since 4 mo. he has been grouchy! He was such a good newborn; I thought I was in for an even keel, content baby. Nope.
You know the movie Elf...with Will Ferrell...? If you do...
We often say, regarding Virgil "He's an angry elf!"... in the Buddy the Elf voice of course.
Because he is... He's an angry little person!
If Virgil is in the same room as me, and I'm not holding him AND walking around with him... he's screaming. So I nurse him (more than I should) to try and make him happy. He'll be happy for like 2 minutes then turn back to me and start crying. So I put him down for another nap... He wakes up after 20-40 minutes SCREAMING. One of my strategies is to take him to another room...that I know is safe... where the girls are playing and hope that he gets distracted. If I'm lucky, I'll get 10-15 minutes out of that before he comes and finds me... screaming.
That's my day. Everyday.
It's kind of hard to homeschool.
It's kind of hard to work on the computer.
It's kind of hard to do dishes or laundry.
It's kind of hard to do really anything...
JJ comes to my rescue in the evenings. Virgil adores him. And amazingly, doesn't act the same way around him! Jeremy can pin V up in our bedroom and watch TV with him... he wanders around, climbs all over Jeremy, plays, laughs... it's wonderful. But why oh, why can't he be that way with me?! Oh, the curse of being the one with the milk. (big sigh).
Nights are getting better. He was waking up several times... screaming. But now it's tapering off to once or twice a night. I can deal with that.
BUT...(another but)... I love babies! I love kids! If it wasn't for the fact that I'm completely exhausted, I really do think I would push JJ to have more :) On the other side of that though, maybe that's why God is allowing it to feel overwhelming for me... so that I give in and am content with my four!!
But when Virgil is happy... he is charming. He has an adorable gappy-toothed smile, the sweetest little mouth, and sparkling blue eyes... He's my baby boy. And someday, God will turn that frustrating personality into a tool for His glory. I just hope I can survive to see it! Ha!
But enjoy some pics of my Virgil... he looks just like his daddy :)
Blessings... and endurance to all you moms :)