Judy Attitudy and The Pig

Originally this was going to be a witty post all about my life and how I've lost all control of it. But then today was "one of those days" (every day falls under that category now) and I found myself crying over it...it just isn't very funny. Let me explain...

Judy Attitudy: aka Saylor. She is now 2 years and 4 months old. I'm convinced that she was THE sweetest child up until recently. She always obeyed. She never fought me. She said please and thank you. She almost had the potty thing down. Naps existed. Life was wonderful. Then Beckam was born. The "terrible twos" are in full force. She is really giving me a run for my money. She ignores me. She screams and yells at me. She even clawed my face. She refuses to nap. We are back in diapers with no end in sight. My sweet girl is gone and my heart is broken...I miss her so much.

The Pig: aka Beckam. He is now 6 weeks old and has been "diagnosed" with silent reflux. It's the same as regular reflux (think heart burn only baby-style) only he doesn't do the whole spitting up thing so much as just swallowing it back down and then gagging, coughing, choking and gasping for air. So he eats every 2 hours, but he'd like to eat every hour, on the hour. I'm not kidding. So he's pretty unhappy most of the time. He won't eat for more than 7 minutes now (down from 10) before his poor little esophagus is on fire. He has to be upright for 20 minutes after each feeding. Today, if he's not sleeping, he's crying. He's on Prevacid but I think they gave me a placebo....because it's not working. He's gaining weight and growing just great, but only because I have become a regular diner, open for business 24/7, serving milk only.

So Judy Attitudy and The Pig are making me muy loco and I'm borderline depressed about the whole thing. Almost all of my attention goes to Beckam, leaving Saylor upset. She acts out so I try to enforce the "naughty chair" like Supernanny, but it's hard to be consistent when I've grown a new appendage, Beckam. We don't leave the house except for Walmart excursions and for church (another blog-worthy topic). Saylor and I are going stir-crazy. So she's mad about that too because all she really wants to do is play with me outside. I'd go outside but it's too hot without any shade at our house, and Beckam really doesn't like being out there so he makes it a party for everyone. She's in a constant state of "wait Saylor!" because I've got The Pig going to town as fast as he can before he's screaming in pain and can't eat anymore. So she watches Curious George all day on my bed. Our summer is wasting away. Now imagine what my house looks like. I feel like I'm totally failing. I'm upset. Saylor has turned on the attitude (I feel like it's because she's a little neglected and jealous of Beckam, and the whole 2 yrs old thing). Beckam is in pain. Poor Adam has to deal with work and then the family circus when he comes home....

So HELP! I'm asking for advice. Please. Or comfort. Or crazy pills. I'm getting desperate. How do I survive 2 kids this young? And how do they survive me?