Caide is so unbe-freaking-lievably high needs. He always has been. From the moment he was born he has wanted held. 2y 7m later and he is still always right next to me. He has graduated from “always under my feet” to “always right up my arsehole”.
And the constant demands.
“Mummy read it.”
“Mummy help me.”
“What you doing Mummy?”
“What’s this called Mummy?”
The instant I’m not paying attention to him he does something he knows he shouldn’t do. I have to be paying attention to him every. second. of. the. day.
Its so draining.
Linden is also going through a clingy phase. I have one or the other or both on me at all times and it’s making me want to crawl out of my own skin.
I am so touched out.
So here is me, hiding under a blanket.