He did it!

I'm happy to report that after a long and frustrating week during which I almost started to regret becoming a parent, TREVOR STAYED IN HIS BED ON THE FIRST TRY LAST NIGHT!!! I am so proud of him. He got to pick a prize from his Stay in Bed Prize Bag this morning and put his very first sticker on his reward chart. He was so happy and so was I. Now cross your fingers for many more days and nights like last night!

Outrage at LP Field

Tom and I went to watch the US soccer team play in a World Cup qualifier Wednesday night at LP Field. We won of course. But that's not where the story ends or begins for that matter. We got stuck in traffic on the way there and missed the entire first half! When we finally arrived an hour and a half after we left the house, we still had to pay full price (an outrageous $15) for parking at the field. Poor Tom tried to argue with the attendant that we shouldn't have to pay full price for only parking half the time. That didn't work of course, so we paid and parked. Then we proceeded to pay another nearly $20 for two poorly prepared hot dogs and a bottle of Gatorade! We enjoyed the second half of the game with Tom's friends from work and I learned a really obscene cheer from some lovely fake British fans sitting behind us. Then we headed to the parking lot to sit in traffic for another hour! When we finally got to the part of the line that was moving, the stupid Metro PD had all the lanes blocked and were forcing everyone to go out in one direction -- the direction we didn't want to go! We were forced onto the interstate, which is fine, except that we couldn't take our normal shortcut to avoid sitting in all that traffic in the first place. I don't understand why they don't just let traffic flow with all the available directions and exits instead of bottle-necking everyone and slowing things down. Ugh!

The War Rages On

Well, I never thought I would say this, but I am happy to be at work today. Trevor put up quite an honorable attempt to win his battle for control over nap time yesterday. Four hours later... yes you read that correctly, it took me four hours of putting him back in bed to get him down for his nap. I couldn't believe he had so much stamina. He almost won!

I've never felt so defeated and like such a poor excuse for a mother. Tom and I decided that we wanted to try to discipline Trevor without spanking. It just doesn't work on him. Unfortunately, sometimes parenting patterns from both of our childhoods (mostly mine) take over. Yesterday was one of those days and it makes me sick! During that four hour battle, I did everything I said I didn't want to do. I screamed, I spanked him and I ended up in tears over it all. How is it possible that he can push my buttons so quickly?

I did eventually win and he went to sleep in his bed. The night battle for bed time was much shorter only about 20 minutes. Thankfully, Tom took a turn last night.

We're going to a World Cup qualifying match tonight, so I'm sure tonight's clash will be amplified. Wish me luck!