- Just when you think you’ve got a great sleep pattern implemented in your child, they’ll throw you for a loop. After all, you wouldn’t want to mistakenly take sleep for granted. Babies are really talented at keeping you meek and unassuming. While they keep you on your toes with a patterned sleep schedule, throwing in a monkey wrench just as you think you have it figured out; they also are very tight-lipped when it comes to why. They’re not saying a word when it comes to “why are you suddenly awake at 3 am?!” My own baby woke at 3:30 this morning. She was wide-eyed and giggling as if it were indeed 10 am. I can never get mad at that sweet little laugh. I did put her back to sleep instead of staying awake to chat, though. She was awake again three hours later. She had soaked her diaper and was cold. I could understand that one for sure. Two hours later she was awake again, hungry but unable to nurse due to a severely stuffy nose. Chloe had hidden the nasal aspirator (lest it be used on her), and had taken the good thermometer to play Dr with. I managed to find something I could rig up and cleared Bailey’s nose. No more snot, but lots of drool. Then she pooped through her second change of clothes, all before I had managed to make my delicious friend, coffee. Is she sick? Is it just teething? She’s not telling. I’m planning for poor sleep again tonight, so hopefully she’ll surprise me.
- I was blessed today with visitors, not just one, but two. I enjoy having adult company. I love my children, but it’s nice to talk about stuff other than cheese, Bubble Guppies, and answering never ending whys. I don’t intend to be a hermit, but sometimes it’s just easier that way. It is such a chore to get kids out. It’s not just getting everyone ready and carting them and their bags to and from the vehicle; it’s also the schedule that you must work around to make a trip possible. Has everyone eaten? Has everyone been toileted or changed? When are we gonna nap? If you miss naps, you realize you must be mentally and emotionally prepared for the aftermath that will ensue. I needed to get out today. I got to get an aspirator and thermometer, right? We go outside and walk around the block. I don’t keep the kids locked up or in a dungeon, but some days the jeep just doesn’t leave the driveway. I know this will change as it gets easier. Until then, I’m always grateful to have company.
- Has it ever happened to you? Have you ever experienced that moment when you realize your child is a tyrant?! It happened in my own back yard. A neighborhood kid came over to play. Chloe did not share. That’s pretty typical for two, but she was downright rude. She raised her voice, always wanted to do what he was doing, and would bully him out of the way. In the end, she even tried to push him down the slide, and not in a friendly way. I was so shocked that I couldn’t say anything. As I took her inside, I wondered what I could have or should have done to prevent such behavior. I had never seen her like that with her cousins. The main thing that came to my head was to read the bible with her. I grabbed her children’s bible and we read stories about Jesus. I explained his character in child friendly words, and explained his desire for us to be like him. I applied it to playing with others. The strange thing was, it seemed like she was listening to me. After I finished, she gave me a big hug and said, “I’ll be good Mom.” And so it begins. Pray for me.
That is all 🙂