He is almost two. He used to enjoy eating, now it's just a struggle. He eats, but also yells, throws things, cries, etc. He used to love baths, now he yells, throws things, cries, etc. He used to love going to bed at night, now he yells, throws things, cries, etc. With everything is the same. Tantrums every 5 minutes. It used to be hard before too, but lots of moments of peace and love and laughter, that would make me forget the bad moments. Now it's too many tantrums, and I see myself that I don't have the same patience with him. Instead of trying to calm him down and then doing a bath, I rather do the bath quickly while he cries so we can get over with it. And I feel so guilty about this. Each night after he is asleep I go hold him and apologise. I just wish I had more patience, I don't know how. I don't know how my wife does it. And she spends whole days with him, me just afternoons. I also wish he would show me affection like he does with my wife, but maybe when he's older. Sorry for the rant, I had to get it out of my chest. via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2uVJvvq
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