I am tired.
Tired of Dutch never listening to me. Tired of Dutch escaping from everything: his crib, his room, the apartment. Tired of him giving me bruises when he gets mad because I won't let him do something. Tired of having to be the one to set up limits and then have them questioned, refuted, and ignored. Tired of being a stuck-at-home mom. Tired of feeling like a failure.
I'm just really tired.