I just wanna crawl back into bed

This has not been a good morning. Andrew was up at 20 'til 6 this morning. His normal wake up time is about 20 'til 7. I put him in bed with me since he wouldn't lay back down in his. We managed to stay there for about 30 minutes before he was absolutely ready to get up. So we got up, I jumped in the shower and the fit throwing began. He actually did okay while I was in the shower. After I got out of the shower was when the real fun began. Andrew took out his paci (presumabley to brush his teeth-we never got to it because of the fit) and somehow knocked it into the sink. I'm trying to get him off the durn thing so I wouldn't let him have it back. He pitched a fit. Cried and cried. I ignored, I comforted, I did whatever I could to get him to calm down. Nothing worked until I got his shoes on him. Then he tried to take his shoes off and threw another fit while I put them back on him. I got impatient and yelled. I hate yelling at my child. I feel sooo bad when I get impatient and yell at him. I mean, he's not even two yet. He's still learning. However, he does know when he's doing something he's not supposed to. He's got a look when he's thinking about doing something he's not supposed to. He'll have his head down and then cut his eyes up at me just before he does whatever forbidden thing it is. At least I have warning.