Day One Without Daddy

Last night, B slept well and I was well rested. Maybe he really was unwell - he had a whole day of food strike yesterday. But I guess I'm over the stage where I try to force feed him and make us both frustrated. After umpteen futile attempts, I decided to give up. He wasn't cranky nor whining, so I guess he really just ain't hungry.

Definitely coupled with PMS, I cried so much yesterday. Mainly from the lack of sleep and that DH is away and esp traveling on a Sunday. But today, this morning, is a brand new day.

B is happy, I am happy. I'll take him out to buy more books and some flash cards after his lunch and we'll have some bonding time to make up for yesterday's terrible outburst.