Man it’s hard to be a mom sometimes…More and more everyday I feel like I don’t know what I’m doing. I can’t figure out why he is waking up at night again..why he no longer goes to sleep easily. He’s so easily frustrated and loses control over little things. Why do we stand in the kitchen a hundred times a day crying because I can’t figure out what he wants. It’s almost like he spends most of his day squealing and throwing things in anger. How do I stop this…how do I teach him patience? I’m worried about too much TV… and why he isn’t talking more…shouldn’t he be talking more. Is it because of TV that he’s not talking more? Am I doing enough with him during the day…enough to help him learn? I constantly doubt everything I do -I’m affraid I’m going to mess him up. Is this motherhood..you walk through never really knowing what you’re doing…always making it up as you go along? I don’t mind making it up as I go along…but I’m worried that I’m supposed to know what I’m doing.