Tuesday was a rough day.. Buck is teething (yay for early teething) and doesn't sleep much during the day so around 4 he starts getting really cranky. Lyla is, I guess still adjusting to not have mommy attention 24/7 and is acting out. Even if I give her as much attention as possible it's not enough for her some days and she does anything she can to get my attention. That day she chose to use a spoon and bang it on everything in the kitchen while I'm trying to get Buck to sleep so I can make/eat dinner.. I ask her a few times to please stop, she doesn't and I just lost it and started yelling at her.. Not my proudest moment. I immediately feel bad and start telling her I'm sorry and try explaining that she really needs to listen.. She was over it pretty quick but I was still feeling bad.. I was thinking about it all night and then as I was laying on the couch with Buck at about midnight and he had just fallen asleep again I saw his eyes open a little and he had a sleepy little smile on his face and I vowed to try a little harder to have patience with Lyla. She didn't ask to be a big sister and she deserves to feel special still.
Do you have more than one kid? How did you handle it when you brought the second one into the home?