Actually.. 5Kids 4 Schedules 3 Bedrooms 2 Jobs 1 Studious Mamma Well... Many bedrooms, children, hopes, laundry and 1 Hopeful Mamma
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Not So Fast...
hissed an unpleasant voice... the kids in room 207 were the worst behaved... today let's just be terrible. Sound familiar? Yes, I am quoting Miss Nelson Is Missing because it seems to encapsulate the last 24-36 hours. Did I say that AleVit were angels who slept? I lied. I was wrong. They hardly slept a wink all day yesterday and then opted to party all night long as well. Counterintuitive I know, but that is what they did. Today they napped some but we are at the beginning of a power struggle smack down for the evening. Do not ask if they have gas, wonder if they are hungry or wet, it is truly irritating to hear all of your theories and explanations. Sometimes, babies just want to be held, want to have the power to decide when to sleep, and want to cry. Sometimes they just cry, and no, her bottom isn't red... stop with the musings. Ah, I knew it was too quiet (the calm lasted as long as the paragraph). A is back at yelling. No reason. They are both, contrary to all rules and regulations, in their car seats (at least I put those in the crib to make it less un-kosher). A is screaming like there is no tomorrow. Yes, she has eaten. And she is changed. My mother in law just ran up here a few minutes ago (five seconds after I said DO NOT go) and turned all of the lights on and picked them up and changed them and made sure that everything was in ship shape and that they were wide awake and got the clear message- you cry= I come running. So, just to make sure that you know (for those of you who think I am cold hearted), that all of the bases have been covered. A is quiet again, much shorter crying. No intervention from me. The pete is a real bitch sometimes. Pop it in and it is sure to pop out, another legitimate reason to cry.. so I will let it be. Oh, the sighs, A is recovering and quiet. There is hope. I am off to stretch. My back is sore from the 457 times I got up last night (did I mention that MoJo was also in my bed so that I had to climb over little bodies to get to mini bodies and find small gaps in the bed for the rare stretches that I got to sleep?) Could tonight be worse than last? Maybe. But I am hoping for better.
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yes tomorrow will be better.
ReplyDeleteit always is.
what is miss nelson is missing ?
ReplyDeletethe sequel to driving miss daisy
one of my FAVORITE children's books. you have probably read it to one of my kids-- the teacher who dresses up like a mean teacher to make the kids listen?
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