jinxed

As soon as I finished the previous post about how Jonathan's first steps had gone, I knew it was a mistake. It was like when Jim used to say things like "Gee, he hasn't spit up in a long time". These sort of statements are just thumbing your nose at fate. So since Thursday, Jonathan has pretty much come apart at the seams. He tries to be happy, but even when he is in a good mood, any little thing can push him over the edge. He drops a toy and collapses in sobs on the floor; you redirect him away from playing with an electrical cord and it is the end of the world. Heaven forbid he is hungry or tired on top of it all. Tantrum after tantrum has left me feeling a bit frazzled at the end of the day. Amazing what being screamed at by a 19 lb person can do to your psyche.

But Jonathan is making great progress on the walking front! And despite the screaming I'm excited to watch him master this skill! (Babies are amazing.) So here's to hoping that success helps calm him down a bit..