Putting My Son OUT

I don't know about you but there comes a time in a parent's life and the relationship with each child where you know it is time to begin the cutting of the apron strings.
My two year old is not going to run my life or run my business for me bottom line. I make every effort to make sure that I am at my office at a decent our to work on projects and get things done. Now with a little one in tow that is very hard to do. I am finding myself more and more lately catering to him and his whines and the pleas for attention. I attribute alot of that to his dad leaving as abruptly as he did but now I must take action because my entire day is centered around when he can be silent when he can eat lunch. My poor son does not know that I have business to tend to, clients to see and projects that need my attention. So I have decided to begin the arduous task of seeking out day care.
As I sit here and write this he is finding things to get into to come and tell me about or that he wants water or that he wants fish crackers or he wants a hug. Oh my GOD! I really think that I am about to  go insane over here and I need some help. Call in the babysitters, nannies, grandmothers, and grandfathers! I am calling all of you to seek help because I am about to lose my mind. He is wearing me out and I am finding myself doing more fussing and yelling and changing pull ups throughout the day before the kids come home than I do working.
So I am doing more writing to accommodate him his pleas for my attention. I work on my clients that need phone assistance at night so they cannot hear him when Imani is here to help or she can just be with him and keep him busy. But that is even getting harder to do since she is working for me as well and has projects that must be done on a daily basis.

I don't know about this one I have given birth to. He is not like any of his sisters who were quiet and reserved and if you put your finger to your lips they knew that meant to be quiet. Not this little guy. I am constantly trying to find ways to keep him busy and that does not work. I have moved my office from the front where my Virtual Assistants will work to my office in the rear so that I cannot be seen by him and he get used to me being around. My BBF barks that he should be in daycare. I agree it is SOOOOOO time.
So now the child that would not come out of my womb, the one that I had to send an eviction notice  through my belly button to vacate my uterus and join the rest of us, is getting another eviction notice.
Son it is TIME FOR DAYCARE.

Mamma cannot wait.

Til Next Time,

A VERY FRAZZLED MAMA (Y've)