No I'm not talking about how sad I feel when i see my baby turning into a big boy.
It's more along the lines of the pain that Ty is feeling that has him laying on our bedroom floor whining for hours at night. Our kids wake up pretty early in the morning, 5:30, to get to the babysitter's house. For the past two days Ty has been reduced to tears. Actual tears rolling down his cheeks from his legs being sore. This morning he was so sore I had to carry him into the house, okay maybe I didn't HAVE to but I felt so bad for the boy..... I gave him some Advil and he was working on going back to sleep when I left. The little corners of his mouth turned down in agony and sadness as I was getting to leave him was heartbreaking this morning. I just wanted to sit next to him on the couch and comfort him until the Advil kicked in or the pain just magically went away. Where was my happy, smiling boy? :(
Apparently Ben doesn't remember growing pains. I DO!!!!! They were horrible for me. I remember being just miserable! Madison has also had some pretty good bouts as well.
Am I the one that cursed my kids with intense growing pains? I have heard that they are genetic as far as intensity and frequency go. Poor things. What other plagues have I passed on to my poor unsuspecting children?
**Everything I have read lately says that growing pains are gone by morning. That doesn't seem to be the case for my kids. And it wasn't for me. Maybe that's because our mornings come so early. Mine did when I was a kids as well, I was off to daycare with my parents on their way to work. Do "they" just mean late morning then, and us early risers are out of luck and plagued with ugly, ugly, painful wake ups?