Do you ever hit print on the computer, then as soon as the printer starts just about jump out of your pants because the house is so quiet? Ya... me either.
What about closing the door by grabbing the side and keeping your hand in the was of it making noise when it closes just to slam your fingers? I do this at least 5 times a day, UGH.
Ever picked your kids boogers for at least 20 minutes because they are just SO STICKY you can't get 'em all? No, I don't do that either, because that is disgusting.
Every time you hear a car door, do you peek to see if it's for you? I TOTALLY do.
You know what sucks about being a parent, you totally get things figured out... then your child decides to change. Brooke has never been a fussy baby- then today happened. I can't complain though, she only whined for about 30 minutes and I was a totally terrible mom and let her fuss, I needed to eat, blow dry my hair and I really wanted to make a cup of coffee (and not have to microwave it). So, she lived, and is having a beautifully perfect nap right now. And yes, I still think she's perfect.
My inspiration this week:
"And I will live, to carry Your compassion,
to love a world that's broken,
to be Your hands and feet,
and I will give, with the life that I've been given,
and go beyond religion to see the world be changed,
by the power of Your name."- Lincoln Brewster
Mommying at its best even when I'm at my worst. *I know breast milk is two words, but it's just cuter this way.
Showing posts with label scheduling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scheduling. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Help.
Some days, you just have to ask for help. Really.
Tonight, I was exhausted. We are doing everything pediatricians and books suggest for nighttime sleep, but Brooke is struggling this week, and a few past weeks (with WONDERFUL reprieves!) with going to bed. She naps like a champ, seriously, I lay the kid down after 1.5 hours of wakefulness and she is OUT. I had to wake her up this morning at 8 (she was super tired). She napps 9:45 to 11:30 when I woke her up. Fell asleep at 12:40, slept until 3:40, down at 5:40 up at 6:30 and was SO tired by 7 that we bathed her read, stores, and started putting her down, but it was too late. She was past exhausted, suggestions? Some books suggest that I put her down then right at 7... but I feel like when we have done that, she isn't tired enough. Maybe she is in a growth spurt again, it is possible!
Any way, I laid with her to help her sleep. She still sounds like a little puglet- yes, like a little baby pug. I read about babies crying in their sleep, since this is what B seems to be doing. There are 2 options, teething or nightmare of Mommy leaving her- little girl! :( So, I just snuggle her super tight. We spent a lot of today in bed since I can tell she isn't feeling well, lots of snuggles and lots of warmth, LOVE it!
I was getting tired of laying next to a baby who was fussing, I had bounced her, walked with her, moby-d her, sang to her, everything that always works and daddy was doing what daddies do. And so, I just called to him, "Babe, I just need you to encourage me, I'm getting tired, and frustrated," He snuggled up with us girls, held Blyn's hand, and she was quiet and still.
I think it is so important to just say- help. I need you, I NEED for you to do this. My wonderful husband excels in helping, when I tell him what I need help with. I don't have the time to resent him or get upset often, because I have learned to just ask. I can't ask him if he'd like to get the laundry, I need to tell him that I need him to get it for me, please. Ahhh, communication.
I know a lot of people struggle with doing this, it is so hard to admit that we are weak. I feel like a lot of moms get caught up in not asking for help, so jump on the train. Ask daddy to cook dinner, ask him to hold the baby so you can shower, with the door shut (or else you'll end up like me, with a half shaved leg, yes, only one, and yes, only HALF done... meaning half way around my calf, not even meaning top or bottom done... just a patch on the front. Sexy.). even if it is just asking for a hug, asking for a phone conversation, all kinds of stuff. It isn't weak, it is strong.
Now... I asked Jon to clean the panini grill tonight... maybe I should ask him again because it is still sitting on the island, and I'm NOT cleaning that thing.
PS- felt like an official mom today, GIANT booger smeared and dried on my hand and I didn't even notice. "What... is... that...?" disgusted voiced husband. "Awww, it's a BOOGER!!" big smile me.
Tonight, I was exhausted. We are doing everything pediatricians and books suggest for nighttime sleep, but Brooke is struggling this week, and a few past weeks (with WONDERFUL reprieves!) with going to bed. She naps like a champ, seriously, I lay the kid down after 1.5 hours of wakefulness and she is OUT. I had to wake her up this morning at 8 (she was super tired). She napps 9:45 to 11:30 when I woke her up. Fell asleep at 12:40, slept until 3:40, down at 5:40 up at 6:30 and was SO tired by 7 that we bathed her read, stores, and started putting her down, but it was too late. She was past exhausted, suggestions? Some books suggest that I put her down then right at 7... but I feel like when we have done that, she isn't tired enough. Maybe she is in a growth spurt again, it is possible!
Any way, I laid with her to help her sleep. She still sounds like a little puglet- yes, like a little baby pug. I read about babies crying in their sleep, since this is what B seems to be doing. There are 2 options, teething or nightmare of Mommy leaving her- little girl! :( So, I just snuggle her super tight. We spent a lot of today in bed since I can tell she isn't feeling well, lots of snuggles and lots of warmth, LOVE it!
I was getting tired of laying next to a baby who was fussing, I had bounced her, walked with her, moby-d her, sang to her, everything that always works and daddy was doing what daddies do. And so, I just called to him, "Babe, I just need you to encourage me, I'm getting tired, and frustrated," He snuggled up with us girls, held Blyn's hand, and she was quiet and still.
I think it is so important to just say- help. I need you, I NEED for you to do this. My wonderful husband excels in helping, when I tell him what I need help with. I don't have the time to resent him or get upset often, because I have learned to just ask. I can't ask him if he'd like to get the laundry, I need to tell him that I need him to get it for me, please. Ahhh, communication.
I know a lot of people struggle with doing this, it is so hard to admit that we are weak. I feel like a lot of moms get caught up in not asking for help, so jump on the train. Ask daddy to cook dinner, ask him to hold the baby so you can shower, with the door shut (or else you'll end up like me, with a half shaved leg, yes, only one, and yes, only HALF done... meaning half way around my calf, not even meaning top or bottom done... just a patch on the front. Sexy.). even if it is just asking for a hug, asking for a phone conversation, all kinds of stuff. It isn't weak, it is strong.
Now... I asked Jon to clean the panini grill tonight... maybe I should ask him again because it is still sitting on the island, and I'm NOT cleaning that thing.
PS- felt like an official mom today, GIANT booger smeared and dried on my hand and I didn't even notice. "What... is... that...?" disgusted voiced husband. "Awww, it's a BOOGER!!" big smile me.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Worst Mom Of the Day
I think that I might get worst new mom of the day yesterday.
But only yesterday. (Are you crazy, I'd never be worst mom of the year!)
Anyone else want to claim today, because I ROCKED today.
I should have known that yesterday was going to be a bad day, I didn't do my hair. (AHHHHHHHHHHH- too much work and baking to do- both equally perfect excuses to not shower until 3:30)
Ok, so why do I get worst mom award? Well.... I gave my baby an itty bitty bloody nose, stupid booger sucker. I must have scratched her way up in her nose, I still feel bad. I should just throw the stupid thing away, I feel like the worst mom ever. But the poor girl sounded "like a pug" as my sister in law described her own daughter.
Well, yesterday I felt bad. Today, I totally rocked.
I read to my girl, A LOT, I didn't let myself get frustrated one bit today, even when she fussed for 45 minutes, so sad at bed time because shock- she was over tired. Overtired? After a day with family pictures, church, dedication, and party, it was a full day. I should have just kept her asleep from her 445 nap, but we are learning!
What really surprises me, and is the same for my friend is that my little girl will wake up with a hilarious "wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" deep, quiet- I put a paci in her mouth and her head literally slams into the bed, she just passes out immediately. Her best friend does the same, although she slams her hear into the crib and still does not wake up! These girls and their pacis!! :)
Today, Jon and I were able to dedicate Brooklyn- and there is so much to say about that, but I am tired tonight.
But only yesterday. (Are you crazy, I'd never be worst mom of the year!)
Anyone else want to claim today, because I ROCKED today.
I should have known that yesterday was going to be a bad day, I didn't do my hair. (AHHHHHHHHHHH- too much work and baking to do- both equally perfect excuses to not shower until 3:30)
Ok, so why do I get worst mom award? Well.... I gave my baby an itty bitty bloody nose, stupid booger sucker. I must have scratched her way up in her nose, I still feel bad. I should just throw the stupid thing away, I feel like the worst mom ever. But the poor girl sounded "like a pug" as my sister in law described her own daughter.
Well, yesterday I felt bad. Today, I totally rocked.
I read to my girl, A LOT, I didn't let myself get frustrated one bit today, even when she fussed for 45 minutes, so sad at bed time because shock- she was over tired. Overtired? After a day with family pictures, church, dedication, and party, it was a full day. I should have just kept her asleep from her 445 nap, but we are learning!
What really surprises me, and is the same for my friend is that my little girl will wake up with a hilarious "wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" deep, quiet- I put a paci in her mouth and her head literally slams into the bed, she just passes out immediately. Her best friend does the same, although she slams her hear into the crib and still does not wake up! These girls and their pacis!! :)
Today, Jon and I were able to dedicate Brooklyn- and there is so much to say about that, but I am tired tonight.
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