The last few days, or even couple of weeks had been great. Since his teeth cut through, he was less cranky and doesn't cry in the middle of the night. I have even managed to "wean" him off the swing cradle *self-pat*. Not letting him nap in the yao lan took a lot of patience. After two days of hair pulling during nap times, we kissed the cradle good bye. I have also cut down his day time naps from 4 naps to 3. When he was napping 4 times a day, each nap was only 30 minutes, 45 max. Now with 3 naps, he has at least one nap that's about 1.5 hours. That gives me a window to get the chores done.
Today, however, was a different story. Sighs.
Long story short, he dragged 2 of his nap times an hour later. I had to can my plans of taking him to Suntec for lunch and people watch. His last nap was too close to his bed time and missed his dinner. He wanted to continue sleeping but I didn't let him because it was almost 6. When I finally did give him dinner, he couldn't finish and started to get cranky because he hadn't had enough sleep. All in all, the last hour before he went to bed killed me.
Yes I'm exhausted. Yes I wish I had help. Yes I would love some solitude.
But right before he dozed off, he stared into my eyes intently, hand holding onto mine, smiling. All my exhaustion and frustrations just went away. Just like that, I realised...
I am in love with a manipulator.