My sweet one year old daughter taught me something today. I love how much I get to learn from my children, probably way more than they learn from me (ok, slight exaggeration). I laid her and her brother down for a nap. We are working on getting them to sleep in the same room at nap time. We have had night time sleep sharing down for several months, but she was just sleeping in our room during naptime. I was getting kind of sick of not being able to go in there and clean, or put away clothes, or get to my craft stuff during nap time. AKA the only time I get to do stuff alone. So she cried when I first laid them down, and he told her to be quiet. It took a few times of him saying "SHH!" before she stopped and they both went down. I haven't been feeling so peachy lately, so I laid down to rest as well. Less than an hour later she started crying. I decided she could just cry, and put herself back to sleep. She needed more sleep than that, and I didn't want to get up. She cried for 15 minutes before I finally got up. I threw the blanket off, marched into their room, picked her up, and marched back out to deal with her (so as not to wake Thomas, who will sleep through her crying no matter how upset she gets). She lets out one good scream, and then as I close her door, she laid her head on my chest and stopped crying. I instantly felt sorry that I had gotten so upset with her, and decided to snuggle with her in my bed. She laid on me for a few minutes, and then moved to being beside me. I tried to get her back to sleep, but she wouldn't do it. So I got upset again, because I couldn't force my desire for sleep onto a one year old-I know, not my most shining moment in motherhood. And I said "Lorelai! Why won't you go to sleep!" slightly forcefully, and she looked right at me and was suddenly so sad and contrite looking. She snuggled up to me and rested with me for a good 15 minutes before she wanted to get up and play.
That girl. I love her so much, and she is really good at getting what she wants. But today I realized she wasn't just doing something to get what she wanted, she just wanted her mommy to hold her and comfort her. She is helping me to understand patience and compassion. I adore my children, and I often forget that to them I am "Mommy". In the same way my mom used to be able to make anything better, and always knew where things were, and how to do everything, now I am that to my children. Sometimes they want nothing more than me to hold them, and let them know that everything is alright. I am not a perfect mother, quite far from it, in fact. But my children seem to love me unconditionally anyway. I want to be like that. I want to be able to see past someone's imperfections and their lapses in patience and kindness, and just love them. And my sweet one year old and vivacious three year old are teaching me how.
Monday, June 24, 2013
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
I think it's safe to say...
I am a horrible blogger. I am, it's true. They always say the first step is admitting it right? Well, I stink at it :)
So much has happened! Lorelai, poor Lorelai. She had tubes in her ears, which is apparently a real surgery. They completely put her under and everything. It wasn't too bad. The worst part was the "emergent delirium" That is the actual term the doctor used. When children wake up from being under anesthetic they freak out. Full on strong than that child should be, break your ear drums screams and complete panic. I heard her wake up, and I was back in post op. I thought to myself "bring her to me, I can nurse her and she'll be fine" it took them 10 minutes to figure that out, and finally they did. And I nursed her and she snuggled up to me, and fell asleep. I am not going to lie, giving my baby to the nurses and watching her leave, super sucky.
Thomas is amazing. He is so freakin smart it blows my mind. He speaks so well, and he reasons things out. He'll ask me a question, and then come up with a conclusion based on my answer. Or he'll tell me something, and then tell me the reasoning behind his thoughts and actions,. He's still two, so sometimes the reason is "Because I saw and elephant" but still, I am impressed! He knows his entire alphabet, and can count to 20, and we are now working on phonics of letter sounds. My new favorite thing he does is "But please!" When I say no, he comes back with "But please!!" and it's hilarious. Today I had to explain to him that it doesn't change the fact that I said no. We are working on it.
School is in full swing, and there are only 2 more months! I'm so stoked, it's almost done! We have 4 job applications out and in the next 2 weeks he will test 3 times. We are extremely hopeful that we will be able to get hired somewhere very soon, so we can start planning. I mean our future is completely up in the air right now. Where, when, whatever. It's freaky! We want another child next year, and so I want to have a bigger place, we need to know what city to look in, and we have no time frame, or anyting. It's really hard. But we are doing all we can, so it'll be okay! Plus I am having fun looking at apartments everywhere from Spanish Fork to Lehi, and have found quite a few, and it's a little exciting! And James got to beat people up with a baton at school yesterday. (they were padded) So that's awesome! And so is he, so that works out well. And he had a birthday, which was also awesome. So in summation: James=Awesome.
So much has happened! Lorelai, poor Lorelai. She had tubes in her ears, which is apparently a real surgery. They completely put her under and everything. It wasn't too bad. The worst part was the "emergent delirium" That is the actual term the doctor used. When children wake up from being under anesthetic they freak out. Full on strong than that child should be, break your ear drums screams and complete panic. I heard her wake up, and I was back in post op. I thought to myself "bring her to me, I can nurse her and she'll be fine" it took them 10 minutes to figure that out, and finally they did. And I nursed her and she snuggled up to me, and fell asleep. I am not going to lie, giving my baby to the nurses and watching her leave, super sucky.
Thomas is amazing. He is so freakin smart it blows my mind. He speaks so well, and he reasons things out. He'll ask me a question, and then come up with a conclusion based on my answer. Or he'll tell me something, and then tell me the reasoning behind his thoughts and actions,. He's still two, so sometimes the reason is "Because I saw and elephant" but still, I am impressed! He knows his entire alphabet, and can count to 20, and we are now working on phonics of letter sounds. My new favorite thing he does is "But please!" When I say no, he comes back with "But please!!" and it's hilarious. Today I had to explain to him that it doesn't change the fact that I said no. We are working on it.
School is in full swing, and there are only 2 more months! I'm so stoked, it's almost done! We have 4 job applications out and in the next 2 weeks he will test 3 times. We are extremely hopeful that we will be able to get hired somewhere very soon, so we can start planning. I mean our future is completely up in the air right now. Where, when, whatever. It's freaky! We want another child next year, and so I want to have a bigger place, we need to know what city to look in, and we have no time frame, or anyting. It's really hard. But we are doing all we can, so it'll be okay! Plus I am having fun looking at apartments everywhere from Spanish Fork to Lehi, and have found quite a few, and it's a little exciting! And James got to beat people up with a baton at school yesterday. (they were padded) So that's awesome! And so is he, so that works out well. And he had a birthday, which was also awesome. So in summation: James=Awesome.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
7 Hours
You know, whenever I read my friends blogs, it reminds me that I should write on mine. But then I feel a little like a copy cat...
Lorelai slept for 7 hours! Since Christmas and illness, I have been working so hard to get her back on a real schedule, and it's taken forever! To be honest I have fallen asleep all over the place lately. Lorelai lays down for a nap? So do I! It's 6pm and the TV show we finally got to watch was on commercial, fall asleep. Drive to the grocery store? Fall asleep. It's been ridiculous. Maybe I am just overly lazy.... Or perhaps I just can't function on 4 hours of sleep, with feedings every hour... She is finally going back to normal! She is also crawling. All over the place. I have had to re baby proof our house. Thomas was never really into everything in our house, he was interested in a few things, but he was really good about staying out of it. Lorelai is so curious. She climbs and pulls and eats everything she sees. So we have to redouble our babyproofing efforts now that she is very mobile. Also I read a HORRIBLE story about a little girl who pulled a dresser on top of herself and then died... So now I am super paranoid about that... Speaking of which, we had a little miracle the other day. Lorelai was crying in her carseat and choked a little and then coughed and then kept crying, I jsut assumed she had gotten herself overly excited. We got to the store and she was covered in vomit and there was a large piece of paper in it. She choked on a piece of paper and managed to throw it up. I literally started to cry when I realized that. So now I am overly protective of her and follow both kids all over the place, Thomas looks at me like I'm crazy.
Speaking of that cute boy, he has started to play make believe. I LOVE IT! He will pinch his fingers together and bring me some "candy" or "a toy" and share it with me. I can't get over how cute it is. He does it all the time. He also speaks so well these days, it makes me want to cry when I think about how he was just a tiny little baby such a short time ago. He has his favorite phrases like "I can't find it anywhere!" "Are you okay?"(he asks this anyone anyone gets upset or he hears a loud noise, I didn't realize I did that until he did) He also says "Oh my heavens" apparently I say that way too much too. Anytime Lorelai cries, he bring her piles of toys. Because I have tried to let him help take care of her, and so I ask him to bring her toys, and so now he does it whenever she's sad. I haven't been able to explain to him that if she's hungry a plush monkey won't do the trick... But it's a nice thought. And she laughs at him when he cries. For some reason his crying is hysterical to her.. Which makes me smile, and then I feel bad for laughing at him. They talk to one another across the car while in their car seats. He will say "Hey Lolly" and she giggles and gurgles and he says something back and it becomes completely unintelligible to me.
Meanwhile my house never stays clean. EVER. I swear there is a spell on this apartment that makes is stay dirty. Or perhaps my standards are too high with a 2 year old, 8 month old, and husband who makes as much mess with the kids toys as they do. Ah, I love it. And him. Thomas and Lorelai adore their father. He comes home and suddenly mom is the most uncool person around. Everyone has to get away from mom to go cuddle with daddy. And it warms my heart. The other day I asked Thomas for kisses, and he said no, and smiled all mischievously, so I said "I'm going to have to steal some kisses!" And now he says to us "Steal kisses from me!" He thinks it's the greatest thing.
Lorelai slept for 7 hours! Since Christmas and illness, I have been working so hard to get her back on a real schedule, and it's taken forever! To be honest I have fallen asleep all over the place lately. Lorelai lays down for a nap? So do I! It's 6pm and the TV show we finally got to watch was on commercial, fall asleep. Drive to the grocery store? Fall asleep. It's been ridiculous. Maybe I am just overly lazy.... Or perhaps I just can't function on 4 hours of sleep, with feedings every hour... She is finally going back to normal! She is also crawling. All over the place. I have had to re baby proof our house. Thomas was never really into everything in our house, he was interested in a few things, but he was really good about staying out of it. Lorelai is so curious. She climbs and pulls and eats everything she sees. So we have to redouble our babyproofing efforts now that she is very mobile. Also I read a HORRIBLE story about a little girl who pulled a dresser on top of herself and then died... So now I am super paranoid about that... Speaking of which, we had a little miracle the other day. Lorelai was crying in her carseat and choked a little and then coughed and then kept crying, I jsut assumed she had gotten herself overly excited. We got to the store and she was covered in vomit and there was a large piece of paper in it. She choked on a piece of paper and managed to throw it up. I literally started to cry when I realized that. So now I am overly protective of her and follow both kids all over the place, Thomas looks at me like I'm crazy.
Speaking of that cute boy, he has started to play make believe. I LOVE IT! He will pinch his fingers together and bring me some "candy" or "a toy" and share it with me. I can't get over how cute it is. He does it all the time. He also speaks so well these days, it makes me want to cry when I think about how he was just a tiny little baby such a short time ago. He has his favorite phrases like "I can't find it anywhere!" "Are you okay?"(he asks this anyone anyone gets upset or he hears a loud noise, I didn't realize I did that until he did) He also says "Oh my heavens" apparently I say that way too much too. Anytime Lorelai cries, he bring her piles of toys. Because I have tried to let him help take care of her, and so I ask him to bring her toys, and so now he does it whenever she's sad. I haven't been able to explain to him that if she's hungry a plush monkey won't do the trick... But it's a nice thought. And she laughs at him when he cries. For some reason his crying is hysterical to her.. Which makes me smile, and then I feel bad for laughing at him. They talk to one another across the car while in their car seats. He will say "Hey Lolly" and she giggles and gurgles and he says something back and it becomes completely unintelligible to me.
Meanwhile my house never stays clean. EVER. I swear there is a spell on this apartment that makes is stay dirty. Or perhaps my standards are too high with a 2 year old, 8 month old, and husband who makes as much mess with the kids toys as they do. Ah, I love it. And him. Thomas and Lorelai adore their father. He comes home and suddenly mom is the most uncool person around. Everyone has to get away from mom to go cuddle with daddy. And it warms my heart. The other day I asked Thomas for kisses, and he said no, and smiled all mischievously, so I said "I'm going to have to steal some kisses!" And now he says to us "Steal kisses from me!" He thinks it's the greatest thing.
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