I just got really frustrated with Ian. I'd put him to bed and then was actually taking a bit of time to watch a show, which I rarely do. Early on, he came out of his room, without me seeing him, went through our room, where Mike was sleeping because he wasn't feeling well, and headed out to the trampoline. Mike ended up getting up to grab some water, pointed out that Ian was on the trampoline, so I got him off and put him back to bed. After the show ended, I went to the restroom. And heaven forbid I do that. He had been up the whole time. In his room and with everything everywhere. While I was in the bathroom, he headed back out of his room, found a device, and was back on the trampoline. When I came out of the bathroom, I was super frustrated. I was raising my voice to him to get off the trampoline right now, and was swearing, which I rarely do to him. This week has been a lot. I got him in bed again. But really, I needed to step back and breathe. Lila offered to help, as she saw the frustration I was having with him. Then I shared with her, how she treats him like crap all the time. She says that's different, and it is. But still. I'm just frustrated sometimes. Hopefully he will stay in now, but I have a feeling this is going to be more the norm than the exception. Bummer.
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