Oh Lord...give me patience...

...and give it to me NOW!
I have been told by friends that they learn a lot of lessons through their kids, or character building things. I am learning this, as you know already from previous posts I have made. The past few days, and today in particular, I have been needing an extra dose of patience.
I am not a very patient person, in fact when asked what is something I have difficulty with or need to work on, that is the first thing that I reply. I have always quipped, while knowing full well that it would be true, that I would learn patience when I had kids. And it has come to pass.
My little boy, whom I love so dearly and adore with all of my heart, was a regular bear today. Actually bear is an understatement... we, as parents, could do nothing right in his mind. He woke up at 8:30 a.m. and had a bottle, then came downstairs and wanted the TV on. I said no and he threw a tantrum. Then I sat down at the table to use my new label maker and label all my modulars (yeah, yeah!) and he wanted to see, so I picked him up and let him sit on my lap for awhile. He then tried to pick up the label maker (which broke yesterday when we opened the back, so we are returning it, but we could use it as long as it was flat on the table) and I said no, R... and he had a tantrum. So I put him down and he had a tantrum. (Does anyone see a pattern here?) We had only been downstairs for about 45 minutes now and I put him in his high chair and fed him and gave him some apple for him to feed himself while I worked and he was quite happy until the apple was done and I tried to give him some yogurt. He started to cry again. We decided maybe he needed a nap. So we put him down. And after talking to himself awhile he slept. For a full two hours. Yeah, sweet relief. Then he got up.
The rest of the day he was grouchy as well. He had another long nap in the afternoon and DH had him upstairs for a long time while I got things done on our main floor. It was a very good thing that it was Family Day here in Alberta and that R's daddy was home, because I think I would've gone crazy without my husband. God knew I would need him.
So have I learnt patience yet? Nope, but it is something that I am working on. I will learn it yet and probably over the course of quite a few days like this. All I can say is that I hope tomorrow is a good day.