An Open Letter to Isaak

Dear Isaak,
Wow! What a big boy you’ve become over the last 5 months since we welcomed your little brother, Gus, into our family. It seems like the minute we brought him home, you grew up. It made me sad to see you change almost overnight, but I knew it would happen. It always does.
I have a small bone to pick with you right now which is the reason for this letter to you. Even as I type, this very moment, I’m dealing with the problem that I deal with every single day.
YOUR WHINING.
CONSTANT WHINING.
NEVER-ENDING WHINING.
It drains the soul from my body. The sound of your fake crying and moaning makes me want to stick knives in my eyeballs. It makes me want to run away to a far away land where only happy peaceful music plays and there are no sounds of high pitched squealing or screaming.
I know it’s just your age. The terrible two stage is quickly approaching and I know it’s hard for little people to grow up so fast and try to learn how to communicate properly. It must be pretty frustrating for you. I definitely understand, but I can’t help but be completely and totally 100% worn out by the time I put you to bed at night. Sometimes I think my brain still vibrates and echoes your screams even hours after you’ve gone to bed. It’s like I can’t escape it even when I think I have.
All I ask is that you bear with me during this phase of your life. I’m trying to be a patient and loving mother, really I am. Please forgive me for the occasional escape to my bedroom and the hair-pulling you see me do. I love you so much! But the whining? I can do without!
Love,
Mom





































