Mommy Feels Bad...

It's hard growing up and getting rules changed on you.

A couple weeks ago I started coming into Mommy and Daddy's room around 5 am every morning and even though they looked like night of the living dead, they always let me climb into bed with them. That was really nice so I decided to start coming into their bed late at night when they thought I was asleep. I would come in around 10 pm with my little pooh bear and binkey and say in the cutest voice I could find, "Want under covers Mommy." Well Mommy always melts when I do that and she would let me in bed and give me lots of kisses and cuddles.

Then last night the bomb dropped. Mommy was pooped or maybe I should say totally and completely exhausted. Daddy was out of town for the third week this month and she was juggling things alone.

In between trying to climb the corporate ladder, keeping the house clean, making dinner every night, doing the laundry, trying to sell the house, tracking the family finances and trying to make it all look effortless while keeping her body in shape and actually paying attention to me every once in a while, she pretty much collapsed.

I decided to try and come and cheer her up with my super cuteness at 12:30 am. I shook Mommy a few times and there was nothing, nada, no sign of life. Then I tried saying, "Mommy covers?" in my super cute voice - nothing, no sign of life. Well of course, I had no choice and I started to cry. Mommy said, "Tyler, go back to bed, it's time to sleep." She and I went back and forth with this dialogue a few times and then Mommy turned into Oscar the Grouch! She yelled, "Tyler, back to bed now!" I couldn't believe it! Mommy hates me! So I cried a lot and went back to bed.

Now, Mommy feels awful a day later even after I woke up this morning and gave her a big hug. I know Mommy loves me, she just gets really tired. Mommy feels so awful that she almost bought out the toy store with gifts today but then remembered that buying things are not a substitute for her spending quality time with me.

Frankly, there are times when Mommy needs to get her priorities straight. I mean, the condo does not always have to be clean and she needs to remember that I am not this young and sweet forever. Mommy is in a struggle to balance everything and is really sad that I am growing up so quickly because she feels like she misses out on a lot with me. So I am going to sleep well tonight knowing that she is so upset, she had to write it all down to get it off her chest. Ahh, the power of a cute voice and big blue eyes - Sinatra wishes he had my tools on his best day!