Sometimes I'm a desparate mom.

...At least, as of late, I've been pretty darn desparate.

Confession: I'm about to pull out my hair and lose my mind. Come save me.

Evan started crawling last month, and since then, I've pretty much abandoned my usual life. I was warned about wanting him to crawl. Maybe you were even one of the people that warned me.

So far the past month now, this is my day: chase Evan around.

If I'm not chasing him, I'm listening to him cry. I'm almost immune.

We have gates. We've babyproofed. He roams around for a little bit on his own, and I sneak away. But he notices everything. He freaks out once he knows I've left his sight. This is sad, yes, I know.

OK, then, we move to the crib or playpen. This is when I try to do get things done: dishes, laundry, whatever.

NO. He refuses to sit in the playpen or the crib even for a minute. I think he feels like he's in jail. He'd rather be free and terrorize the house. Maybe that's our fault for not putting him in there from the start. (He slept in our room in his bassinet of the pack n' play.) So I pretty much have ZERO freedom. I let him cry for 20 minutes while I leave him in the crib so I can get ready in the morning. Then, I spend the day looking for things to distract him so I can use the bathroom, check e-mail, and if I'm lucky, eat something.

I'm hoping it's a phase. I give him the benefit of the doubt because he's teething, "exploring," etc. That's my prayer each night... that it's a phase, that I can be more patient, and that I haven't raised a clingy, bratty child with a short attention span.

So anyway, I found the perfect distraction today to keep him busy for 10 minutes while I check email, etc. My ribbons.

Since we moved, I haven't unpacked my ribbons yet, and there are 3 boxes full. I put him in one of them. I didn't care that it was making a mess. I loved the silence. Tomorrow, I'll have to find a new distraction, but for today, thank god for my ribbon.















Someone please tell me I'm not the only mother out there feeling like this! Being a stay-at-home mom is NOT an easy job like most people think. My current pet peeve: people assuming that I have so much free time during the week because I don't have a job. HELLO!! I have the toughest, most underrated, and most important job in the world right now. So shouts out to all of us stay-at-home moms out there. =)