That's what friends are for
Between venting my parenting frustrations here on the blog (thanks so much for the great comments!) & talking to my friends in the Club (who are all going through the exact same thing), I feel a lot better. The situation might be the same, but it helps to just get it off my chest. I went on a walk with a friend on Sunday & we talked about toddlerhood. She laughed at "screaming about screaming", because it's true. She's having a hard time as well because she just had her second & Little N (the older brother) is acting up on top of being a toddler. So, she gets it.
We had a babysitting co-op meeting this morning (which is just a glorified playgroup) where we all talked about toddlerhood over coffee. We laughed while the kids ran amuck (& some of them breaking things) & some confessed that they swore they would never be The Yelling Mom, but now they are. I can't imagine my life without all of these great friends.
Besides feeling better about being tortured by The Toddler, there have been some positive events in the making over here. Things are still too early to announce to the world, but on Thursday, I should have a pretty interesting story to tell.