What's Wrong with my Baby?

In the past 2 weeks I have noticed a drastic, fleeting change in my baby boy. At three years and 3 months today, Nasir seems to be a lot moodier than he was before the New Year rolled in. He started off as easily moved to tears, which was not the case previously.

Then he'd get very, very angry when he reached the point of being overly tired...he's his mother's child in that he is irritable when it's time to sleep but this "episode" started with Babe picking Nas up and Nas kicking his feet hard and fast and even trying to choke Babe. Babe is no push-over so to keep this from escalating into an all-out war, I removed Nas from the situation.

But it didn't stop there. He's not as bad about being tired now and his routine never really changed as far as the sleeping goes, but that has been important to maintain so we can rule out fatigue.

On Monday he went to preschool and although he said, like he always does, he didn't want to go to school I sent him on his merry way. About 15 minutes before the end of class, apparently, he peed his pants. This strikes me as unusual but he never seemed to feel comfortable with his teachers helping him go to the bathroom. I expected an accident earlier in the school year actually, but he did fine. Then today he wet his underwear enough to warrant a change. What is going on with my baby?

Lastly, his teacher told Babe that Nas hasn't been his usual self, he's sad lately. If his teachers are noticing a change in my son and they see him only on Mondays and Wednesdays I no longer feel like I'm imagining things.

Then there's my prayer...after battling depression and finding that I have to keep myself level with exercise, healthy eating and major prayer, I have prayed that my children (and my niece and nephews as well) never have to endure the pain of depression. I know any doctor would say I'm jumping the gun on this one, and I'd be more than happy to see this just as a phase, but I know that Nas is my mini-me. He looks just like his daddy from his forehead down to his toes, but he's his mommy through and through and that scares me. I just don't think mental illness suddenly strikes, especially if it's hereditary, but as this "phase" progresses and prayerfully comes to an end, I'm going to keep a close eye on my baby boy.

I don't know what's going on with my favorite little boy, but I pray it ends soon and we get our happy, fun-loving, wonderful little Nas back.