Things here have gotten better. That seems to be the pattern. Things are ok for a while, there's a glitch, I freak out, I calm down and things get better. Hmmmm..... maybe there's a lesson to be learned.
In actuality, I am making an effort not to let the sleep(less) situation get to me. It's hard. Very very hard. But I know it will get better.
I think the biggest problem is that there is no real sleep schedule during the day. When Oliver is at daycare, Tristan tends to have 2 relatively good naps (morning and afternoon). We go for a walk or run errands midday.
But when Oliver is at home, Tristan usually ends up falling asleep for a short time in his car seat on the way to somewhere, or waking up because Oliver is 2 and noisy.
When Oliver was a baby, I stuck to a routine. We were home at "nap time" and that was that. I want to do the same thing with Tristan but that would essentially mean staying home all day, since Oliver has a midday nap (12-2 or so)...... Not too sure what the solution may be.
In other news, Brad officially asked for his 12 weeks parental leave yesterday. I know he was nervous about it but he did it. There has been no response yet but I expect there will be something today. I have noticed a change in his attitude, he seems more relaxed and more positive. I know he is looking forward to spending time with the boys and quite frankly, he deserves it. I am surprisingly happy for him. I thought I may be more upset, having to go back to work early, but I'm not. Brad is a really great dad and I feel lucky to have a man who WANTS to spend time with his kids.
Plus, I told him that while he is at home he will assume my responsibilities: cleaning, cooking, groceries, laundry..... and he agreed. I think it will be a wake up call for him. He is considerate, he has never ever made a negative comment about me being at home (quite the opposite, it's always an admission about how much easier it is to go to work). But he is also a man, and clueless about this type of thing. So we'll see what happens. Should be interesting.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
On the edge
It's 8:56 pm.
Tristan is in bed.
Screaming.
He was up at 5:30 am.
He has not slept more than an hour all day.
An hour taken in 5 minute increments.
I am at a complete loss about what to do.
He calms down when I go to him and hold him.
He "falls asleep" in my arms.
As soon as I lay him in bed he starts wailing.
I feel like it's my decision what to do. Brad is ready to let him cry but for some reason I feel like I can't.
Am I being a suck?
Or is this some sort of mother's intuition?
I don't know.
All I know is that my kid is screaming and I am exhausted.
Please let it get easier.
Seriously.
It has to.
Right?
Tristan is in bed.
Screaming.
He was up at 5:30 am.
He has not slept more than an hour all day.
An hour taken in 5 minute increments.
I am at a complete loss about what to do.
He calms down when I go to him and hold him.
He "falls asleep" in my arms.
As soon as I lay him in bed he starts wailing.
I feel like it's my decision what to do. Brad is ready to let him cry but for some reason I feel like I can't.
Am I being a suck?
Or is this some sort of mother's intuition?
I don't know.
All I know is that my kid is screaming and I am exhausted.
Please let it get easier.
Seriously.
It has to.
Right?
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Mom Guilt
Tristan is feverish and snotty. Teeth? Cold? At this age I always have a hard time knowing which one is at fault.
Today I am needed at work for a presentation. The one day my baby needs me at home and I can't be there. Brad has had to call in sick, at least for a half day to stay here. I feel terrible.
Today I am needed at work for a presentation. The one day my baby needs me at home and I can't be there. Brad has had to call in sick, at least for a half day to stay here. I feel terrible.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Things I have learned about children since becoming a parent
1) All kids are different. Even when they are related.
2) Kids will repeat the things you least want them to. But they will do it with perfect timing. And it will be really hard not to laugh. But you must not.
3) Things are rarely as serious as they seem. In the beginning everything seems like a BIG DEAL but eventually you learn that some things just aren't.
4) Kids will throw tantrums when you are out. And you must resist the urge to wring their necks. You must ignore them and go about your business while enduring stares from others.
5) Other parents are most tolerant of screaming children and are most likely to reassure you that "we've all been there". Non parents are least tolerant and tend to adopt a frightened or disgusted look while observing the freak show that is your mid-tantrum child.
6) Children of all ages immediately seem to sense that Toys R Us is a magical land just for them. It must be avoided at all costs. If this is impossible, you must be prepared to leave with extra items.
7) Childrens toys consist of small pieces of plastic that are immediately lost. Oliver does not have an entire set of blocks or Legos or tools. Where do they go? It's a small house, I just don't understand.
8) The whining of a child is more grating than nails on a chalkboard. Especially in a confined space such as a car where it cannot be escaped.
9) If you must be somewhere at a specific time, it is mandatory to begin to prepare 45 minutes before departure. This time allows children sufficient time to complete the cycle: cry about having to go get dressed to go outside, insist on getting themselves ready, cry when boots don't go on, scream "no help" repeatedly after you have offered to help and then cry again because "need help!". Repeat twice.
10) No matter how much they cried that they didn't want to go outside, they will cry more when it's time to come inside.
11) Always always always bring food. It can be the difference between a pleasant trip anywhere and a hellish nightmare.
12) Do not be afraid to bribe your child. A threat may be similarly effective. Don't be afraid to use these tools.
13) If your kid thinks that frozen peas are a treat, go with it. Enjoy it while it lasts because he'll smarten up eventually.
14) Kids are a lot of fun and a lot of work. Be prepared to laugh a lot, cry a lot, be tired a lot and be very busy.
15) Buy wine. Lots of wine. To be consumed after children have gone to bed while laughing about the day. Because if you can't laugh about it you are seriously screwed.
2) Kids will repeat the things you least want them to. But they will do it with perfect timing. And it will be really hard not to laugh. But you must not.
3) Things are rarely as serious as they seem. In the beginning everything seems like a BIG DEAL but eventually you learn that some things just aren't.
4) Kids will throw tantrums when you are out. And you must resist the urge to wring their necks. You must ignore them and go about your business while enduring stares from others.
5) Other parents are most tolerant of screaming children and are most likely to reassure you that "we've all been there". Non parents are least tolerant and tend to adopt a frightened or disgusted look while observing the freak show that is your mid-tantrum child.
6) Children of all ages immediately seem to sense that Toys R Us is a magical land just for them. It must be avoided at all costs. If this is impossible, you must be prepared to leave with extra items.
7) Childrens toys consist of small pieces of plastic that are immediately lost. Oliver does not have an entire set of blocks or Legos or tools. Where do they go? It's a small house, I just don't understand.
8) The whining of a child is more grating than nails on a chalkboard. Especially in a confined space such as a car where it cannot be escaped.
9) If you must be somewhere at a specific time, it is mandatory to begin to prepare 45 minutes before departure. This time allows children sufficient time to complete the cycle: cry about having to go get dressed to go outside, insist on getting themselves ready, cry when boots don't go on, scream "no help" repeatedly after you have offered to help and then cry again because "need help!". Repeat twice.
10) No matter how much they cried that they didn't want to go outside, they will cry more when it's time to come inside.
11) Always always always bring food. It can be the difference between a pleasant trip anywhere and a hellish nightmare.
12) Do not be afraid to bribe your child. A threat may be similarly effective. Don't be afraid to use these tools.
13) If your kid thinks that frozen peas are a treat, go with it. Enjoy it while it lasts because he'll smarten up eventually.
14) Kids are a lot of fun and a lot of work. Be prepared to laugh a lot, cry a lot, be tired a lot and be very busy.
15) Buy wine. Lots of wine. To be consumed after children have gone to bed while laughing about the day. Because if you can't laugh about it you are seriously screwed.
Some of my favourite things
1) Sleeping in. (it's been too long)
2) A warm breeze blowing through an open window in the spring.
3) The smell of sunshine on clothes.
4) Swimming in the ocean.
5) Listening to Brad talk to the kids (preferrably while I am still in bed). Sometimes he sings and it just kills me.
6) Going to bed early and reading for a really good book.
7) Getting a kiss or hug from my kids.
8) Going for a walk with the dogs. In a park where they run around off leash and act like puppies again.
9) BBQ in the summer, eaten outdoors while drinking a nice cold beer.
10) Laughing with a good friend.
There are lots more but I'll save them for later. Anyone else want to share their favourite things?
2) A warm breeze blowing through an open window in the spring.
3) The smell of sunshine on clothes.
4) Swimming in the ocean.
5) Listening to Brad talk to the kids (preferrably while I am still in bed). Sometimes he sings and it just kills me.
6) Going to bed early and reading for a really good book.
7) Getting a kiss or hug from my kids.
8) Going for a walk with the dogs. In a park where they run around off leash and act like puppies again.
9) BBQ in the summer, eaten outdoors while drinking a nice cold beer.
10) Laughing with a good friend.
There are lots more but I'll save them for later. Anyone else want to share their favourite things?
Monday, March 10, 2008
Me, myself and I
I have done a lot of thinking these past few days. Nothing too deep and profound, but important nonetheless (at least to me). I've come to a couple of resolutions.
1) I will take more time for myself.
Friday afternoon I had to myself and it was grand. I did nothing and it did me a world of good. Brad ended up going out after work so I was on my own for dinner/bath/bed with the boys. Usually I would be kind of put out to be on my own again (he worked late a couple of nights earlier) but I was fine. I felt rested and calm and ended up having a great night on my own with the kids. I need to do that more. I need to stop feeling guilty for leaving the kids in daycare an extra hour or two so that I can have some "me time". They both love going there (Tristan was all smiles apparently!) and it's good for them. And me.
2) I will stop running around making sure the house is presentable.
This is a hard one. I am not a neat freak but I do like the house to be in order. And I am realizing that with 2 kids under the age of 2, this is almost impossible. There will always be toys lying around, cheerios on the floor (where the dogs can't reach them) and general clutter. I need to be ok with that. I need to learn that dishes can be left in the sink, laundry can pile up for a few days (any longer and it is regrettable later :) and there can be some pet hair on the floor. I want to be the mom that enjoys her kids rather than the mom that runs around getting her stuff done and dragging the kids along. I used to be that mom. When did it stop?
3) I need to get my finances in order.
I am not in a great deal of debt but I would like to have a savings account with more that $200 in it. I would like to have some money set aside for the kids education, a vacation, an emergency. Now that I will be making more money, I need to start getting this together.
4) I will visit my family this year.
My family lives overseas. I took Oliver when he was about 6 months old but have not been since. My grandma is getting older, she is having some health issues, and I feel like we should go soon. I have spoken with Brad and he is in agreement. We just need to decide when. And buy the tickets.
5) I need to take care of myself.
Why do a lot of moms stop doing this? It ties in with #1, but it includes eating well and exercising regularly. I do both already, but lately have been slacking off. The gym has child minding and Tristan has gone before and been really good. There is no excuse really. Other than I am lazy :)
6) I need to learn to enjoy the moment.
When I am playing cars with Oliver, I need to think about playing with him and not what we are having for dinner. When Tristan is being cute and babbling away at me, I need to enjoy it and not wonder if I have time to vacuum. I need to enjoy the moments I have with these kids. I want them to know that they are the most important thing in my life and that I love being with them.
1) I will take more time for myself.
Friday afternoon I had to myself and it was grand. I did nothing and it did me a world of good. Brad ended up going out after work so I was on my own for dinner/bath/bed with the boys. Usually I would be kind of put out to be on my own again (he worked late a couple of nights earlier) but I was fine. I felt rested and calm and ended up having a great night on my own with the kids. I need to do that more. I need to stop feeling guilty for leaving the kids in daycare an extra hour or two so that I can have some "me time". They both love going there (Tristan was all smiles apparently!) and it's good for them. And me.
2) I will stop running around making sure the house is presentable.
This is a hard one. I am not a neat freak but I do like the house to be in order. And I am realizing that with 2 kids under the age of 2, this is almost impossible. There will always be toys lying around, cheerios on the floor (where the dogs can't reach them) and general clutter. I need to be ok with that. I need to learn that dishes can be left in the sink, laundry can pile up for a few days (any longer and it is regrettable later :) and there can be some pet hair on the floor. I want to be the mom that enjoys her kids rather than the mom that runs around getting her stuff done and dragging the kids along. I used to be that mom. When did it stop?
3) I need to get my finances in order.
I am not in a great deal of debt but I would like to have a savings account with more that $200 in it. I would like to have some money set aside for the kids education, a vacation, an emergency. Now that I will be making more money, I need to start getting this together.
4) I will visit my family this year.
My family lives overseas. I took Oliver when he was about 6 months old but have not been since. My grandma is getting older, she is having some health issues, and I feel like we should go soon. I have spoken with Brad and he is in agreement. We just need to decide when. And buy the tickets.
5) I need to take care of myself.
Why do a lot of moms stop doing this? It ties in with #1, but it includes eating well and exercising regularly. I do both already, but lately have been slacking off. The gym has child minding and Tristan has gone before and been really good. There is no excuse really. Other than I am lazy :)
6) I need to learn to enjoy the moment.
When I am playing cars with Oliver, I need to think about playing with him and not what we are having for dinner. When Tristan is being cute and babbling away at me, I need to enjoy it and not wonder if I have time to vacuum. I need to enjoy the moments I have with these kids. I want them to know that they are the most important thing in my life and that I love being with them.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Making Time
This afternoon I thought I'd try something different. I was home by 1:30, lunch in hand. Both boys were at daycare for the full day. It was the first time in a long time that I had the house to myself.
Usually I would be rushing around, cleaning this, vacuuming that, throwing in a load of laundry. But this afternoon I thought differently. I crawled into bed with my book and have been there for the past hour.
The vacuuming can wait. The dishes can sit there a while longer. I can fold laundry tonight.
The house is silent. Outside, the snow begins to fall.
This afternoon is for me. I decompress. I re-energize. I relax.
I make time for myself.
Usually I would be rushing around, cleaning this, vacuuming that, throwing in a load of laundry. But this afternoon I thought differently. I crawled into bed with my book and have been there for the past hour.
The vacuuming can wait. The dishes can sit there a while longer. I can fold laundry tonight.
The house is silent. Outside, the snow begins to fall.
This afternoon is for me. I decompress. I re-energize. I relax.
I make time for myself.
Monday, March 3, 2008
Jinx
I totally jinxed myself. Friday night Tristan slept from 7:30-5 am. I talked about it. All day. To a lot of people. I felt so well rested! Even Brad kept telling me how well rested I looked, how it was a relief to know things were (slowly) improving.
But then....
Saturday night he was up at 10, 12, 12:45, 1:30 and 5.....
d'oh! Last night was a bit better, he slept from 10-5. But this is the last time I start telling people how well he's sleeping. It always comes back to bite me in the ass.
Also, is there anything more obnoxious than coming back to bed after having gotten up to tend to a screaming child for the third time in a couple of hours and have him hogging the whole bed snoring. Then he has the nerve to get annoyed when you push him over (not too delicately, I'll admit) but then he starts snoring. Loudly. Yeah, I didn't think so either.
More and more I realize that there is no way a man could be a mother. No fucking way.
But then....
Saturday night he was up at 10, 12, 12:45, 1:30 and 5.....
d'oh! Last night was a bit better, he slept from 10-5. But this is the last time I start telling people how well he's sleeping. It always comes back to bite me in the ass.
Also, is there anything more obnoxious than coming back to bed after having gotten up to tend to a screaming child for the third time in a couple of hours and have him hogging the whole bed snoring. Then he has the nerve to get annoyed when you push him over (not too delicately, I'll admit) but then he starts snoring. Loudly. Yeah, I didn't think so either.
More and more I realize that there is no way a man could be a mother. No fucking way.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Update
A couple of updates from some previously mentioned topics:
1) Things with Tristan have gotten better. Ever since we started him on solids, he's been more easygoing. Not super mellow, but not so Screamy McCranky Pants awful either.
I don't want to jinx it but he has been sleeping much better the past few nights. Basically, he's been eating a huge dinner and then getting topped up (boobs) right before bed. The first night he woke up twice but I didn't feed him. I shushed him, re-swaddled him and hit the vibrate button on the bassinet. And he fell back asleep! And the next night, he only woke up once! Holy crap!
Today he went to daycare because it's my one work day. It was supposed to be a half day but I was busy and in meetings so I didn't end up picking the boys up until after 3 pm. How did he do? He took a bottle! He ate! He slept! He pooped! He cried a biy but they said he did pretty well considering it was his first day and he's only 6 months (almost 7 now).
Since we've been home, he's been totally mellow, pretty calm and generally pleasant to be around.
I am so relieved. It is possible. There is light at the end of the tunnel.
Who knows. This might not last (I've probably jinxed it now). But I know that it is possible, that he does have it in him. And that is such a huge weight off my shoulders.
2) Oliver is still totally a mama's boy. Lately he's into "hockey", Basically hitting a ball with a wooden spoon. All He wants to do is play "hockey sticks mama". Too fucking cute. I think I'm going to buy him mini-hockey sticks.
He's developed a rash on his face that has been there for a couple of weeks. We initially thought it was dry skin but I've been moisturizing religiously and it hasn't really helped. I don't want to be neurotic but I kind of want to get it checked out. It is pretty red. He doesn't scratch at it or anything but I figure the doctor's visit is free so why the hell not.
3) I am due to get my legs waxed again soon, probably next week. The last time I got it done was Jan 17.... 6 weeks, not bad! Yes, I will be doing the bikini, probably the brazilian. Yes, it hurts. But the thing is, it only hurts for about 5 seconds and then it's over. And now that I am swimming regularly, it's worth it.
4) We are in the midst of a lovely little snowstorm. So pretty.
5) Things are good. I am happy.
1) Things with Tristan have gotten better. Ever since we started him on solids, he's been more easygoing. Not super mellow, but not so Screamy McCranky Pants awful either.
I don't want to jinx it but he has been sleeping much better the past few nights. Basically, he's been eating a huge dinner and then getting topped up (boobs) right before bed. The first night he woke up twice but I didn't feed him. I shushed him, re-swaddled him and hit the vibrate button on the bassinet. And he fell back asleep! And the next night, he only woke up once! Holy crap!
Today he went to daycare because it's my one work day. It was supposed to be a half day but I was busy and in meetings so I didn't end up picking the boys up until after 3 pm. How did he do? He took a bottle! He ate! He slept! He pooped! He cried a biy but they said he did pretty well considering it was his first day and he's only 6 months (almost 7 now).
Since we've been home, he's been totally mellow, pretty calm and generally pleasant to be around.
I am so relieved. It is possible. There is light at the end of the tunnel.
Who knows. This might not last (I've probably jinxed it now). But I know that it is possible, that he does have it in him. And that is such a huge weight off my shoulders.
2) Oliver is still totally a mama's boy. Lately he's into "hockey", Basically hitting a ball with a wooden spoon. All He wants to do is play "hockey sticks mama". Too fucking cute. I think I'm going to buy him mini-hockey sticks.
He's developed a rash on his face that has been there for a couple of weeks. We initially thought it was dry skin but I've been moisturizing religiously and it hasn't really helped. I don't want to be neurotic but I kind of want to get it checked out. It is pretty red. He doesn't scratch at it or anything but I figure the doctor's visit is free so why the hell not.
3) I am due to get my legs waxed again soon, probably next week. The last time I got it done was Jan 17.... 6 weeks, not bad! Yes, I will be doing the bikini, probably the brazilian. Yes, it hurts. But the thing is, it only hurts for about 5 seconds and then it's over. And now that I am swimming regularly, it's worth it.
4) We are in the midst of a lovely little snowstorm. So pretty.
5) Things are good. I am happy.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Role Reversal
For probably close to a year, I have been the second choice when it comes to parent preference with Oliver.
Daddy had to hold his hand
Daddy had to feed him his cereal
Daddy had to buckle him into the car seat
And out of the car seat
Otherwise there was a tantrum and tears.
And I consoled myself by reminding myself that
Daddy had to get up when he was called for at night
Daddy had to change stinky diapers
Daddy had to do the bed and bath while mom watched Coronation Street
And it was normal.
But my feelings were hurt.
Things have changed.
Mom is now the #1 parent.
I can do no wrong.
Mom plays cars
Mom sings songs
Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom
No Daddy
I want Mom.
And it. feels. awesome.
In other news, I got my period for the first time in close to 2.5 years.
It doesn't feel so awesome.
Daddy had to hold his hand
Daddy had to feed him his cereal
Daddy had to buckle him into the car seat
And out of the car seat
Otherwise there was a tantrum and tears.
And I consoled myself by reminding myself that
Daddy had to get up when he was called for at night
Daddy had to change stinky diapers
Daddy had to do the bed and bath while mom watched Coronation Street
And it was normal.
But my feelings were hurt.
Things have changed.
Mom is now the #1 parent.
I can do no wrong.
Mom plays cars
Mom sings songs
Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom
No Daddy
I want Mom.
And it. feels. awesome.
In other news, I got my period for the first time in close to 2.5 years.
It doesn't feel so awesome.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Another Reason Why I Love Him
The scene: We are sitting on the couch and flipping through the TV channels.
Me: Ooh, the free sample channel this weekend is diva!
Him: That's the girl channel.
Me: Yeah!
Him: It's all girly shows and movies.
Him: Oooh! Melrose Place! Michael Mancini was such a good villain.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Rocky Start
Today is already off to a rocky start. I was up 4 times with Tristan last night (11 pm, 2:45 am, 4:30 am, 5:30 am).
Sidenote: why is it always that as soon as I start thinking that maybe the sleep situation is improving he totally regresses and I am back up every 2-3 hours all night? Seriously. The last few days he was asleep at 7:30, then up once at 2:30 am then not until 6 am. Then last night, surprise! And at 5:30, he was up and ready to play. Which is why he is in the exersaucer and I am on the computer.
Then, to top it off, one of the dogs (Neurotica) took the biggest crap/pile of diarrhea in her crate. So as I am sitting here on the computer all I smell is shit. I was going to wash her bed but it is so nasty I chucked it outside and will get Brad to put it in a garbage bag and dispose of it. The thought of washing the bed and then drying it and having all of the dog hair stuck in the washer (again) and the dryer (again) just made me say fuck it.
I am working today and then hopefully meeting a good friend for lunch, so I hope the day gets better. But I am certainly off to quite the start this morning!
Sidenote: why is it always that as soon as I start thinking that maybe the sleep situation is improving he totally regresses and I am back up every 2-3 hours all night? Seriously. The last few days he was asleep at 7:30, then up once at 2:30 am then not until 6 am. Then last night, surprise! And at 5:30, he was up and ready to play. Which is why he is in the exersaucer and I am on the computer.
Then, to top it off, one of the dogs (Neurotica) took the biggest crap/pile of diarrhea in her crate. So as I am sitting here on the computer all I smell is shit. I was going to wash her bed but it is so nasty I chucked it outside and will get Brad to put it in a garbage bag and dispose of it. The thought of washing the bed and then drying it and having all of the dog hair stuck in the washer (again) and the dryer (again) just made me say fuck it.
I am working today and then hopefully meeting a good friend for lunch, so I hope the day gets better. But I am certainly off to quite the start this morning!
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tristan
Tristan is a difficult baby. It's taken me a while to admit it, but it's the truth.
He is a cranky and crabby baby.
- He hates to be left "alone" for more than 2 minutes. Alone, meaning the time it takes me to go to the washroom or check my email.
- He is a horrible sleeper. For 6 months he woke up every 2-3 hours every night. He has gotten better, I am now up 1-2 times a night. But some nights are worse than others and we are back at square 1.
- He fusses all the time. He hates the car seat, he hates his coat, he hates getting dressed. Everything annoys him.
- He is an ok eater. But he is refusing to take a bottle. Yesterday I had a meeting to go to so I left him at the daycare for the afternoon. He refused a bottle, he only ate some pears. When Brad picked him up he tried the bottle again unsuccessfully. When I got home at 5:30 he was screaming his head off. Tristan, not Brad. Although Brad was not far behind.
- Most of the day he wants to be in my arms or at least have me talking to him or making eye contact as much as possible.
It is frustrating because Oliver was the easiest baby and I can't help but compare them. Everything with this kid is a challenge. Brad and I are also very divided on how to handle it. Brad feels like we should let him cry, we shouldn't encourage him to be fussy. But I feel like he is too young to put 2 and 2 together that way, that if we let him cry for so long he will just feel abandoned.
Does anyone out there have a fussy baby like this? Does it get easier? Do they outgrow it? Please tell me they outgrow it.
PS He is completely healthy, albeit small. But it's not colic or reflux or.... anything other than crabbiness.
He is a cranky and crabby baby.
- He hates to be left "alone" for more than 2 minutes. Alone, meaning the time it takes me to go to the washroom or check my email.
- He is a horrible sleeper. For 6 months he woke up every 2-3 hours every night. He has gotten better, I am now up 1-2 times a night. But some nights are worse than others and we are back at square 1.
- He fusses all the time. He hates the car seat, he hates his coat, he hates getting dressed. Everything annoys him.
- He is an ok eater. But he is refusing to take a bottle. Yesterday I had a meeting to go to so I left him at the daycare for the afternoon. He refused a bottle, he only ate some pears. When Brad picked him up he tried the bottle again unsuccessfully. When I got home at 5:30 he was screaming his head off. Tristan, not Brad. Although Brad was not far behind.
- Most of the day he wants to be in my arms or at least have me talking to him or making eye contact as much as possible.
It is frustrating because Oliver was the easiest baby and I can't help but compare them. Everything with this kid is a challenge. Brad and I are also very divided on how to handle it. Brad feels like we should let him cry, we shouldn't encourage him to be fussy. But I feel like he is too young to put 2 and 2 together that way, that if we let him cry for so long he will just feel abandoned.
Does anyone out there have a fussy baby like this? Does it get easier? Do they outgrow it? Please tell me they outgrow it.
PS He is completely healthy, albeit small. But it's not colic or reflux or.... anything other than crabbiness.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Rant #2
Dear Brad,
1) Your house keys have been lost twice (found once) and your car keys have been lost once. My keys were lost and then found (by me, in the laundry hamper). For the love of God, please stop giving them to the child as a toy. Obviously it's going to cause problems.
2) I appreciate you getting out of the house so I can get some work done, I really do. But leaving me here with a sick 6 month old baby (while you take the child swimming) doesn't help me. I am still here taking care of one kid which means I am getting 0 work done.
3) Why do you let the dogs in without wiping their wet muddy paws? Yes, we have leather furniture but that doesn't excuse everything. And the floors don't clean themselves. Ditto for wet boots on children and yourself.
4) When the baby is crying and I am obviously busy WORKING would it kill you to go and take a look and see what he wants? I know, the Malcolm in the Middle repeat you were watching was fascinating, but maybe you could help me out for once?
5) Again, when you get home from work, please don't complain about the children whining/crying/being crabby. I have been home with them all day and am well aware of how annoying it is. The only thing more annoying is that now I am listening to your whining as well.
Love,
Constance XXIX
Your wife
1) Your house keys have been lost twice (found once) and your car keys have been lost once. My keys were lost and then found (by me, in the laundry hamper). For the love of God, please stop giving them to the child as a toy. Obviously it's going to cause problems.
2) I appreciate you getting out of the house so I can get some work done, I really do. But leaving me here with a sick 6 month old baby (while you take the child swimming) doesn't help me. I am still here taking care of one kid which means I am getting 0 work done.
3) Why do you let the dogs in without wiping their wet muddy paws? Yes, we have leather furniture but that doesn't excuse everything. And the floors don't clean themselves. Ditto for wet boots on children and yourself.
4) When the baby is crying and I am obviously busy WORKING would it kill you to go and take a look and see what he wants? I know, the Malcolm in the Middle repeat you were watching was fascinating, but maybe you could help me out for once?
5) Again, when you get home from work, please don't complain about the children whining/crying/being crabby. I have been home with them all day and am well aware of how annoying it is. The only thing more annoying is that now I am listening to your whining as well.
Love,
Constance XXIX
Your wife
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
On my mind
Oliver is still going to daycare 2 days a week. I think it's good for him to keep going, since he will go back once I am at work full-time, and socialize and participate in their activities. It's also nice to have some time alone with Tristan. Usually I try and get some housework done, and we go for walks and I usually take the time to go for my swims.
The daycare is really great. The staff are friendly and I get the feeling they genuinely like the kids. I have been really happy with it for the most part. There is only one thing that is bugging me.
The staff in the toddler room where Oliver is are really nice and friendly and do lots of great activities. But they are disorganized. We used to get a daily report of what he did, what he ate, how he slept, etc.... I admit, it was a bit much. I would much rather they take 2 minutes when I pick him up and tell me how his day was. I don't need it written down. But they don't even do that anymore. I pick him up, they say something like "he had a good day" and that's it. Sometimes his coat is on his hook, sometimes I have to rummage around to find it. Same with the boots.
This morning when I dropped him off I was really disappointed. The "manager", we'll call her Dee, came out in her pyjamas.
When she saw Oliver (not in his pyjamas) she said "where are your pj's?!?!"
I said "I didn't know he was supposed to wear them, no one told me."
She said "Didn't you get the letter last week?"
"No."
"Seriously, they didn't give you anything? There was a letter for parents last week."
"Nope, otherwise I totally would have put him in his jammies."
Luckily he was wearing jogging pants and a comfy shirt and Robeez, so it's not like he was in jeans or anything, but I was really disappointed.
Dee has told me before that the girls in Oliver's room have gotten in trouble with Sara, the owner, because they are disorganized. And I know they are busy, and I know it's daycare, it's not a huge deal. But it still bugs me.
ETA: I guess it is a biggish deal to me, since it's bugging me so much. I really like the facility and the staff and everything about the place. I just wish these girls could get their shit together.
The daycare is really great. The staff are friendly and I get the feeling they genuinely like the kids. I have been really happy with it for the most part. There is only one thing that is bugging me.
The staff in the toddler room where Oliver is are really nice and friendly and do lots of great activities. But they are disorganized. We used to get a daily report of what he did, what he ate, how he slept, etc.... I admit, it was a bit much. I would much rather they take 2 minutes when I pick him up and tell me how his day was. I don't need it written down. But they don't even do that anymore. I pick him up, they say something like "he had a good day" and that's it. Sometimes his coat is on his hook, sometimes I have to rummage around to find it. Same with the boots.
This morning when I dropped him off I was really disappointed. The "manager", we'll call her Dee, came out in her pyjamas.
When she saw Oliver (not in his pyjamas) she said "where are your pj's?!?!"
I said "I didn't know he was supposed to wear them, no one told me."
She said "Didn't you get the letter last week?"
"No."
"Seriously, they didn't give you anything? There was a letter for parents last week."
"Nope, otherwise I totally would have put him in his jammies."
Luckily he was wearing jogging pants and a comfy shirt and Robeez, so it's not like he was in jeans or anything, but I was really disappointed.
Dee has told me before that the girls in Oliver's room have gotten in trouble with Sara, the owner, because they are disorganized. And I know they are busy, and I know it's daycare, it's not a huge deal. But it still bugs me.
ETA: I guess it is a biggish deal to me, since it's bugging me so much. I really like the facility and the staff and everything about the place. I just wish these girls could get their shit together.
Monday, February 4, 2008
10 Things
10 Things my MIL has Actually Said to Me:
1) You should give the kids multivitamins so they aren't short like their dad.
2) Babies start to teeth as soon as you give them solids.
3) I brought some antibiotics back from South America in case you want some.
4) I don't take children outside during the winter, it's mean.
5) You should give the baby (5 months old at the time) a piece of steak. It's cute to watch him gnaw on it.
6) How are my babies? (in reference to her grandchildren. You know, the ones I GAVE BIRTH to!)
7) Can't you bring the kids over now? I miss them. (at 6 pm when the boys are in bed at 7 pm)
8) Why don't you call me? Don't you love me?
9) Why is he in daycare? Don't you miss him during the day?
10) The only reason Oliver could be in a bad mood is because you're pregnant again. Are you pregnant?
I know you ladies out there have some good ones too, so share!
1) You should give the kids multivitamins so they aren't short like their dad.
2) Babies start to teeth as soon as you give them solids.
3) I brought some antibiotics back from South America in case you want some.
4) I don't take children outside during the winter, it's mean.
5) You should give the baby (5 months old at the time) a piece of steak. It's cute to watch him gnaw on it.
6) How are my babies? (in reference to her grandchildren. You know, the ones I GAVE BIRTH to!)
7) Can't you bring the kids over now? I miss them. (at 6 pm when the boys are in bed at 7 pm)
8) Why don't you call me? Don't you love me?
9) Why is he in daycare? Don't you miss him during the day?
10) The only reason Oliver could be in a bad mood is because you're pregnant again. Are you pregnant?
I know you ladies out there have some good ones too, so share!
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Men are Babies
Last night Brad woke me up a few times with his snoring. As I have done in the past I touched his head or arm to kind of wake him up so he would roll over. When that didn't woke I tried rolling him over myself (he only snores when he is sleeping on his back). He woke up and got annoyed that I had woken up and stomped off to the spare room to sleep there.
I was amused. He is complaining because he was awoken ONCE in the night and asked to roll over. I am awoken MULTIPLE TIMES by a crying hungry baby who demands I get OUT OF BED and FEED HIM.
Suck it up Brad.
Men can be such babies.
I was amused. He is complaining because he was awoken ONCE in the night and asked to roll over. I am awoken MULTIPLE TIMES by a crying hungry baby who demands I get OUT OF BED and FEED HIM.
Suck it up Brad.
Men can be such babies.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Remember When?
This morning it took us 50 minutes to get ready and out the door. Seriously. It took that long to get the boys changed and dressed, me dressed and groomed (I am very low maintenance), Tristan in his car seat and Oliver in coat and shoes.
It made me think of the way it used to be.
Remember when
- you could wake up and then lie in bed for a bit
- you could spend the entire weekend in your pjs in front of the tv
- you could leave the house in the time it took you to throw on some jeans and a sweatshirt
- you could go out when you wanted without worrying about snacks and naps and diapers
Which makes me think
Remember when
- you'd never held a newborn
- you'd never seen the first smile or heard the first laugh
- you'd never gotten a toddler hug or a moist toddler kiss
- you'd never looked into your kids eyes and felt tears well up in your own because you are so in love with them
Yeah. I think I'd rather have the second option.
It made me think of the way it used to be.
Remember when
- you could wake up and then lie in bed for a bit
- you could spend the entire weekend in your pjs in front of the tv
- you could leave the house in the time it took you to throw on some jeans and a sweatshirt
- you could go out when you wanted without worrying about snacks and naps and diapers
Which makes me think
Remember when
- you'd never held a newborn
- you'd never seen the first smile or heard the first laugh
- you'd never gotten a toddler hug or a moist toddler kiss
- you'd never looked into your kids eyes and felt tears well up in your own because you are so in love with them
Yeah. I think I'd rather have the second option.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Good Times
I am feeling really good about myself lately. There are several reasons for this improvement:
1) I am sleeping better. Tristan is in bed by 7 pm, then wakes up between 11:30 and midnight, then sleeps again until 6 am. That's 6 hours of sleep I am now getting in a row. Double what I have been getting up until now. I'll take it.
2) I am exercising again. Love those endorphins and muscle ache.
3) Tristan is (slowly) growing out of his crabby baby stage and into the babbling smiley baby stage. This is one of my favourite baby ages. I love the babbling, they are still really portable, and I love making baby food.
4) Oliver is quite charming. He is less clingy and has become quite chatty and outgoing. Two days a week in daycare seems to be a really good amount of time for him. He loves his days there and always wants to show me around when I pick him up ("Mom! Yook! Mom! Come! Yook!"). It sucks that he will have to go back 5 days a week in August. Ah well, that's life.
5) I'm feeling organized in terms of groceries and dinner, which have always been a bit hard for me. I am planning a bit better and only shop once a week. OK, maybe 2-3 times a week but that's better than it used to be. And it's nice to have things on hand (chicken fingers! perogies! salmon!) for those days I don't feel like cooking but still need to feed everyone.
6) Brad and I are doing well. We were never not doing well, but sometimes I am totally off the wave with him and he makes me nuts. Not so much lately.
Looks like all my stars are aligned. Which means this will last all of one day and then someone won't sleep or someone will have a crabby day or something and it will all go to hell.
But for now, things are good.
1) I am sleeping better. Tristan is in bed by 7 pm, then wakes up between 11:30 and midnight, then sleeps again until 6 am. That's 6 hours of sleep I am now getting in a row. Double what I have been getting up until now. I'll take it.
2) I am exercising again. Love those endorphins and muscle ache.
3) Tristan is (slowly) growing out of his crabby baby stage and into the babbling smiley baby stage. This is one of my favourite baby ages. I love the babbling, they are still really portable, and I love making baby food.
4) Oliver is quite charming. He is less clingy and has become quite chatty and outgoing. Two days a week in daycare seems to be a really good amount of time for him. He loves his days there and always wants to show me around when I pick him up ("Mom! Yook! Mom! Come! Yook!"). It sucks that he will have to go back 5 days a week in August. Ah well, that's life.
5) I'm feeling organized in terms of groceries and dinner, which have always been a bit hard for me. I am planning a bit better and only shop once a week. OK, maybe 2-3 times a week but that's better than it used to be. And it's nice to have things on hand (chicken fingers! perogies! salmon!) for those days I don't feel like cooking but still need to feed everyone.
6) Brad and I are doing well. We were never not doing well, but sometimes I am totally off the wave with him and he makes me nuts. Not so much lately.
Looks like all my stars are aligned. Which means this will last all of one day and then someone won't sleep or someone will have a crabby day or something and it will all go to hell.
But for now, things are good.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Little luxury
The boys are tucked in.
The toys are picked up.
The dishes are done.
The counters are (relatively) clean.
I am in bed reading blogs and eating licorice.
Is there anything quite so luxurious?
The toys are picked up.
The dishes are done.
The counters are (relatively) clean.
I am in bed reading blogs and eating licorice.
Is there anything quite so luxurious?
Monday, January 28, 2008
Thoughts for a Monday
We had a nice weekend. Sometimes they go really fast and it feels like we are running around the whole time. Sometimes they drag on and I find myself looking forward to Monday when things get back to normal. This one was a nice mix of both: some activities and some time to hang around the house and do very little.
We decided to rejoin the YMCA on Friday. I have been missing the activities, mostly the pool. When I was swimming on a regular basis I felt good. My body felt toned, my clothes fit nicely and I felt healthy. I am not really a scale person but mostly go on how I am feeling. Lately I am feeling big and felt ready to do something about it.
This morning I dropped Oliver off at daycare and took Tristan to the Y. I left him at the childminding there, hoping he wouldn't be crabby (which he is apt to be) and went for a swim. I was expecting it to be a slow and hard workout but was pleasantly surprised. I did my warmup and then 10 laps (1 lap = there and back) of front crawl. And I felt ok! Then I did my cool down and hit the showers. I am feeling kind of achey and tired in a good way and am looking forward to a good nights sleep.Tristan was good at the childminding, he was asleep part of the time and then watched the other kids the rest of the time. He was all smiles when he saw me again. It felt nice to do something for myself.
On an unrelated note, a question about weaning. I am currently still breastfeeding as this child refuses to take a bottle. I am kind of feeling like I want to stop nursing but Tristan is not. He is not really a fan of the bottle so far. Oliver weaned himself naturally, it was really quick and painless for both of us, but I sense that will not be the case this time around.
Is it wrong to want to stop doing it before the baby wants to? He is almost 6 months old and has been exclusively breastfed up until this point.
We decided to rejoin the YMCA on Friday. I have been missing the activities, mostly the pool. When I was swimming on a regular basis I felt good. My body felt toned, my clothes fit nicely and I felt healthy. I am not really a scale person but mostly go on how I am feeling. Lately I am feeling big and felt ready to do something about it.
This morning I dropped Oliver off at daycare and took Tristan to the Y. I left him at the childminding there, hoping he wouldn't be crabby (which he is apt to be) and went for a swim. I was expecting it to be a slow and hard workout but was pleasantly surprised. I did my warmup and then 10 laps (1 lap = there and back) of front crawl. And I felt ok! Then I did my cool down and hit the showers. I am feeling kind of achey and tired in a good way and am looking forward to a good nights sleep.Tristan was good at the childminding, he was asleep part of the time and then watched the other kids the rest of the time. He was all smiles when he saw me again. It felt nice to do something for myself.
On an unrelated note, a question about weaning. I am currently still breastfeeding as this child refuses to take a bottle. I am kind of feeling like I want to stop nursing but Tristan is not. He is not really a fan of the bottle so far. Oliver weaned himself naturally, it was really quick and painless for both of us, but I sense that will not be the case this time around.
Is it wrong to want to stop doing it before the baby wants to? He is almost 6 months old and has been exclusively breastfed up until this point.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Rant #1
I love my husband, I really do. Most of the time he is a great listener, a wonderful friend and a supportive husband. But then he'll do something and make me realize that even though he is maybe more sensitive than most, he is still a MAN. And so I bring you, 10 things he has done to make me nuts this week.
1) When I go out, it would be nice to come home to no dishes in the sink. Yes, you are watching the kids. But I watch them during the week and manage to do all the housework. Why can't you?
2) When you bring the plates to the sink, don't stack them with the leftover food still on them. Because when I am washing them and come across hunks of leftover meat or salad, it angers me. Scrape the plates and stack them neatly.
3) The laundry basket is overflowing. Throw a load in.
4) Don't complain about having no work shirts/pants that are clean. Do something about it. Throw a load in.
5) When you are finished giving the boys their baths, empty the tub.
6) Please try not to wear your shoes in the house. It's winter, they are wet. And I am sick of grabbing a sponge to clean up after you. Because if I don't the child will play in the water and make a bigger mess.
7) You saw him smear a piece of cheese against the window. How can you not notice the marks? Grab the windex and clean it up!
8) Must you encourage the children to be so loud when you get home?
9) Yes we have 1 cat and 2 dogs and it is reasonable to expect some pet hair to accumulate. But if you see that they are shedding and want to brush them, please do it outside. Or at the very least, sweep when you are done. A quick cleanup by hand will not cut it.
10) When the baby is crying for the millionth time please don't get annoyed. Yes, it's tiring. Yes, you want to relax. But I've been home all day and have had to deal with it and don't want to hear about how tired you are tonight.
He's taken Oliver out for a few hours and I am home with Tristan. Is it sad that all I want to do is vacuum and try to clean up and get a little organized? When he's home "alone" he does things he wants to do and says to hell with the housework. Why do I find that so difficult? Oh to be a man!
1) When I go out, it would be nice to come home to no dishes in the sink. Yes, you are watching the kids. But I watch them during the week and manage to do all the housework. Why can't you?
2) When you bring the plates to the sink, don't stack them with the leftover food still on them. Because when I am washing them and come across hunks of leftover meat or salad, it angers me. Scrape the plates and stack them neatly.
3) The laundry basket is overflowing. Throw a load in.
4) Don't complain about having no work shirts/pants that are clean. Do something about it. Throw a load in.
5) When you are finished giving the boys their baths, empty the tub.
6) Please try not to wear your shoes in the house. It's winter, they are wet. And I am sick of grabbing a sponge to clean up after you. Because if I don't the child will play in the water and make a bigger mess.
7) You saw him smear a piece of cheese against the window. How can you not notice the marks? Grab the windex and clean it up!
8) Must you encourage the children to be so loud when you get home?
9) Yes we have 1 cat and 2 dogs and it is reasonable to expect some pet hair to accumulate. But if you see that they are shedding and want to brush them, please do it outside. Or at the very least, sweep when you are done. A quick cleanup by hand will not cut it.
10) When the baby is crying for the millionth time please don't get annoyed. Yes, it's tiring. Yes, you want to relax. But I've been home all day and have had to deal with it and don't want to hear about how tired you are tonight.
He's taken Oliver out for a few hours and I am home with Tristan. Is it sad that all I want to do is vacuum and try to clean up and get a little organized? When he's home "alone" he does things he wants to do and says to hell with the housework. Why do I find that so difficult? Oh to be a man!
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Sickies
We're sick. All of us. Brad stayed home from work today and we are all hanging around at home. It was actually kind of nice this morning... he played with the boys and I had a nap! (Very often when he is home he will try and do his things and I am stuck entertaining the kids).
Now it's just after noon, both boys are asleep and I am still in bed :) It's snowing and cold out so I don't plan on going anywhere for the rest of the day.
PS Is there anything sadder than a sick baby? The runny nose, the sad little eyes, the little coughs.... it breaks my heart :(
Now it's just after noon, both boys are asleep and I am still in bed :) It's snowing and cold out so I don't plan on going anywhere for the rest of the day.
PS Is there anything sadder than a sick baby? The runny nose, the sad little eyes, the little coughs.... it breaks my heart :(
Friday, January 18, 2008
Work and such
Today was my first day "back" at work. It's kind of a long story but basically I was offered a promotion and substantial raise to cut my mat leave short and go back to work (Tristan is 5 months old). Originally I was to go in 2 days a week as well as doing stuff from home but turns out they didn't want to run the risk of me getting injured in the facility when technically I shouldn't be there. SO.... I am working only from home (woo hoo) and going in Friday mornings ("visiting") for staff meetings. Totally worked out for me since I would rather work in my pjs on my couch, and I look good since I was willing to come in but legally am unable to. ha ha ha.
Anyhow, today was my first "visit" and my boss announced the promotion. I am not officially a Team Leader. Wow. I am looking forward to it. Not only the financial aspect (although woohoo again) but from a motivated to do a good job and be successful aspect. Which I have never felt before.
Weird.
In a completely unrelated story, Brad used the f word tonight, not angrily but more in a descriptive way ("that's a lot of f****ing cars) and Oliver totally tried to repeat the word! Holy crap! We weren't sure if we should laugh or be horrified! We totally need to start monitoring our language lest he drop the f bomb at the in-laws or daycare or something!
hey, wait a second... this is my secret apartment. I can actually type the whole word. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. how liberating.
Anyhow, today was my first "visit" and my boss announced the promotion. I am not officially a Team Leader. Wow. I am looking forward to it. Not only the financial aspect (although woohoo again) but from a motivated to do a good job and be successful aspect. Which I have never felt before.
Weird.
In a completely unrelated story, Brad used the f word tonight, not angrily but more in a descriptive way ("that's a lot of f****ing cars) and Oliver totally tried to repeat the word! Holy crap! We weren't sure if we should laugh or be horrified! We totally need to start monitoring our language lest he drop the f bomb at the in-laws or daycare or something!
hey, wait a second... this is my secret apartment. I can actually type the whole word. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. how liberating.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Confessional
Taking my cue from Constance the Gazillionth, here are some things I don't normally tell people:
1) I haven't gotten my legs waxed in 9 weeks. In my defense, the hair does grow back finer and I am scheduled to go tomorrow, but still. It's kind of grossing me out. (I realize I could shave but then I am scared the hair will grow back coarse and thick.... is that an urban legend? did anyone else's mom tell them that or is it just mine?)
2) I think I might want another kid. If I do get pregant again, I don't want to know the sex ahead of time, I want to be surprised.
3) My husband sings a lot. Which drives me nuts. But I don't say anything because he obviously does it because he's happy and it seems wrong to get pissed off at someone who is so happy.
4) I usually have a glass of wine every night. My dad was/is an alcoholic, and I get scared that I will be too.
5) I don't like olives.
6) I like the colour yellow but it looks awful on me. I'm too white.
7) I don't wear makeup but I wish I did. I am terrible at applying eye liner and whenever I try, even just for practice, I look like Amy Winehouse. So I just stay natural.
8) I like walking. A lot. The boys and I go to the park almost everyday and walk about 5 km every time.
9) I would like to learn how to play tennis.
10) I have no idea how to do anything on Blogger. I wanted to link to Constance the Gazillionth but I have no idea how.
1) I haven't gotten my legs waxed in 9 weeks. In my defense, the hair does grow back finer and I am scheduled to go tomorrow, but still. It's kind of grossing me out. (I realize I could shave but then I am scared the hair will grow back coarse and thick.... is that an urban legend? did anyone else's mom tell them that or is it just mine?)
2) I think I might want another kid. If I do get pregant again, I don't want to know the sex ahead of time, I want to be surprised.
3) My husband sings a lot. Which drives me nuts. But I don't say anything because he obviously does it because he's happy and it seems wrong to get pissed off at someone who is so happy.
4) I usually have a glass of wine every night. My dad was/is an alcoholic, and I get scared that I will be too.
5) I don't like olives.
6) I like the colour yellow but it looks awful on me. I'm too white.
7) I don't wear makeup but I wish I did. I am terrible at applying eye liner and whenever I try, even just for practice, I look like Amy Winehouse. So I just stay natural.
8) I like walking. A lot. The boys and I go to the park almost everyday and walk about 5 km every time.
9) I would like to learn how to play tennis.
10) I have no idea how to do anything on Blogger. I wanted to link to Constance the Gazillionth but I have no idea how.
Raisins
I am buying myself some free time while the boys are occupied.
Tristan is napping.
Oliver is throwing raisins at the dogs. I keep giving him more raisins so that he can keep throwing them at the dogs and making them run and get them.
I figure we do what we have to do. And right now, I don't feel like doing a hell of a lot.
Is that wrong?
Tristan is napping.
Oliver is throwing raisins at the dogs. I keep giving him more raisins so that he can keep throwing them at the dogs and making them run and get them.
I figure we do what we have to do. And right now, I don't feel like doing a hell of a lot.
Is that wrong?
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Perfection
2 loads of laundry washed, dried, folded and put away
3 beds with fresh clean sheets
1 clean bathroom
2 boxes of groceries purchased and put away
163 new blog posts to read
1 cup of pomegranate vanilla tea
2 sleeping children
1 quiet house
= PERFECTION!
3 beds with fresh clean sheets
1 clean bathroom
2 boxes of groceries purchased and put away
163 new blog posts to read
1 cup of pomegranate vanilla tea
2 sleeping children
1 quiet house
= PERFECTION!
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Cry It Out
Last night was the second night of Operation: Cry It Out where we let Tristan cry it out at night. Sunday night was rough. Last night, not so much.
I am walking around without feeling like curling up in a dark corner and closing my eyes. Woo hoo!
I am walking around without feeling like curling up in a dark corner and closing my eyes. Woo hoo!
Monday, January 14, 2008
Jealousy
Last night my mind was abuzz with possible post ideas. So many things to get off my mind, to share, to vent and to complain about. Where to start?
The question was answered this morning. I packed up the boys and headed to W-Mart to get some diapers, and assorted miscellaneous items. As I pushed the cart along the aisles, I started feeling sorry for myself. Here I am, once again, shopping at W-Mart. Same old crap.
Why can't I be shopping at Target?
Why? Because I live in Canada.
And.
Brace yourselves.
We don't have Target.
In fact
I have never been to Target.
However, I think that I would love it. When I read other blogs everyone is always going to Target and buying cute, discounted items. Target is a happy destination, not like W-Mart, which is a form of torture.
I love my country. I love the free health care. I love the year long (paid) maternity leave I am entitled to. I love our wilderness and our Tim Hortons coffee and our CBC television. And most of the time, 99% of the time, I would not trade it for anything.
But then, like this morning, as I trudge across the icy W-Mart parking lot, I wish I were across the border going to Target.
The question was answered this morning. I packed up the boys and headed to W-Mart to get some diapers, and assorted miscellaneous items. As I pushed the cart along the aisles, I started feeling sorry for myself. Here I am, once again, shopping at W-Mart. Same old crap.
Why can't I be shopping at Target?
Why? Because I live in Canada.
And.
Brace yourselves.
We don't have Target.
In fact
I have never been to Target.
However, I think that I would love it. When I read other blogs everyone is always going to Target and buying cute, discounted items. Target is a happy destination, not like W-Mart, which is a form of torture.
I love my country. I love the free health care. I love the year long (paid) maternity leave I am entitled to. I love our wilderness and our Tim Hortons coffee and our CBC television. And most of the time, 99% of the time, I would not trade it for anything.
But then, like this morning, as I trudge across the icy W-Mart parking lot, I wish I were across the border going to Target.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Introductions
What a great idea. A place where we can be ourselves, completely anonymous, and not worry about family and friends reading our most personal thoughts.
I used to be the quiet tenant however with the addition of 2 boys under 2, the noise level has increased significantly. Add to the mix a husband who likes to crank up the tunes, 2 dogs and a semi blind cat and we are the tenants everyone knows as "those people". Yup, that's us.
I am currently on my mat leave (#2 is 5 months old) but am returning to work part-time beginning Friday. Mixed feelings there, I'll get into it another time. I am a bit goofy, cute, funny and sarcastic. I love fruit, the outdoors and those jumbo sour keys from the bulk store. I hate squirrels, chocolate mint anything and Carrot Top (the comedian). And my MIL drives me nuts.
I think I'm gonna like it here!
I used to be the quiet tenant however with the addition of 2 boys under 2, the noise level has increased significantly. Add to the mix a husband who likes to crank up the tunes, 2 dogs and a semi blind cat and we are the tenants everyone knows as "those people". Yup, that's us.
I am currently on my mat leave (#2 is 5 months old) but am returning to work part-time beginning Friday. Mixed feelings there, I'll get into it another time. I am a bit goofy, cute, funny and sarcastic. I love fruit, the outdoors and those jumbo sour keys from the bulk store. I hate squirrels, chocolate mint anything and Carrot Top (the comedian). And my MIL drives me nuts.
I think I'm gonna like it here!
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