I don’t know why this happens but I’ve noticed that just when you think you’re at your absolute limit, milliseconds from breaking, that thing you’ve been waiting, working and striving for with the kids just happens.
Baby Good slept! All night! It didn’t happen again, but it was enough and it has been better since.
And you know what else? I reheated pasta from the freezer for dinner the other night and Miss Two ate it! Two bowls in fact. And better yet, she sat at the table in her own chair for the entire meal and Mr Good and I had a conversation over said meal.
That’s it, the cycle starts again, but as least there was a break and I appreciate that.