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I am unsure if my son will have new teeth as it's been days anxious in his sleep. He kept on waking up and crying, which gave me sleepless nights. I started to get decent sleep when he was seven months old.

I left our bed at five in the morning as he was already awake. I placed him in this crib while I cooked a quick breakfast. However, he cried as he wanted to be held, so I soothed him for a while. Did I mention before how forgetful I am now? It slipped my mind that I was cooking until I smelled burning 😕.


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My day starts with a cup of coffee and a supposed egg sandwich with burnt eggs. As much as I wanted to cook something new, that was the last one.

Thus, Caleb seemed to wake up on the wrong side of the bed. As I was eating, he kept on crying while in his walker. There was no peace at all as he would come near me and pinch or bite my legs.

He had already consumed half of my meal, so I picked him up. We went outside to his Grandma's house.

I thought everything was fine, as he ate his breakfast well afterward. He fell asleep quickly, so I hurriedly took a bath.

**But** when I went out to the bathroom, he was already awake. That was fast; even when I tried soothing him back to sleep, he would laugh. He kept rolling on the bed, pulling the pillows, crawling, going to me, etc. He was so energetic that it was impossible for him to sleep again.

I felt mad because he wasn't supposed to wake up yet! I need at least an hour or two to finish all the household chores.

**We are going to eat at the park
, with my co-workers** my husband chatted, which fueled my anger without him knowing.

(*He seldom went out with them as he is usually busy working and hustling.*)




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He sent this photo.

I felt like, "Wow, good for you," while I was having a hard time preparing my food. 




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Not to mention the clothes I wash and need to be hung! I don't, but I felt so mad 😡. Being a Mom was an incredible feeling; I was thankful as this had been my dream for years. However, it was so tiring that sometimes I felt stuck. My world now revolves around home, caring for my son, and doing the chores.  Looking at the mirror feels like I aged! I bought a Vitamin E capsule for skin care, but there is no consistency due to fatigue.

*I should not feel like this. Isn't it supposed that I am happy?*

Yeah, that's right, I need to calm myself. Having a bad mood will result in me being short-tempered. Knowing how naughty my son is, I might lose control. That is something I don't like to happen.

My husband was always a good provider and tried his best to understand me. My rants, my whims, maybe this is just a postpartum episode. One of the hard days as a Mom. I need to go out and unwind and change the ambiance. That may help 😫. 


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*Photos are mine*
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