I've about hit my limit in the last week. I tell him that. "Baby, I need to you sit in here with Daddy, because I can't handle this right now." "Baby, Mommy needs her sleep. I know you don't understand that, but I really do need to sleep, and you don't want to let me." "Baby, what is the problem?! What is wrong?! Why are you so upset? I don't know what to do for you."
And then I step back, and feel guilty for being a bad mom. "I'm sorry, Baby. I know you don't understand. I know you are feeling neglected. I love you."
And then 15 minutes later, I'm rolling my eyes again. Ech....I hate weeks like this.