Sometimes being a parent makes me feel like I have a personality disorder. The highest of highs and the lowest of lows. Yesterday was a bad day. My body's been tired and Edie's behaviour is tiring me out too. She's still the same sweet girl, but now she is definitely testing her boundaries, and goes the extra mile with me. I understand that it's part of her development so I try not to get angry, but nevertheless it is hard.
