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Monday, October 29, 2007So much to say and no timeIt's not fair!!!! I have like 15 posts in my head that I need to get out and have no time cause Mini-Mike won't let me put him down and wants to eat constantly...and it shows too! He's gained like a pound a week since he's born! I put him on the scale the other day when I brought him to the doctor for his cold (yes he has a cold....and so do I) and at 5 weeks old the child is 11 and a half pounds already. We left the hospital at 7 lbs, so you do the math. He's a chunker!! Check out the pictures above. So, yea...that's all the posting I can do which lets out NONE of the crap floating around in my head....but *shrug* You should all go and check out Mike and my post over at Dad said Mom said. Basically I totally just shot myself in the foot to ever get help again. DAMN!!! Labels: Cluster Fuck, Dad said Mom said Tuesday, October 16, 2007HypocriteI can't even count the number of times that I said to my friend: "Do NOT let that baby sleep in your bed every night I don't care how young she is. It might be easy and bearable now, but it will get worse, I promise!!!" And I was right too, cause at a year old she still sleeps in their bed every night!! So that being said, someone wanna tell me why my less than one month old son knows that he wants to sleep in my bed at night and not in his cradle? And an even better question.....why am I allowing it?? Oh, that's right cause I'm so freakin tired in the middle of the night that I forgot to care. Funny enough, my friend used to say the same thing......*sigh* I think we need to get rid of the cradle and just put him in his crib at night....and that's it. He takes his naps in there already with minimal issues. The thought of having to walk ALL THE WAY to a different room (right across the hall) to feed him every couple of hours just sounds extra exhausting. However if it means that I can bring my body pillow back in bed and sleep without fearing that I'm going to roll on him or suffocate him with my pillow it might be worth the extra steps. Speaking of naps, I'd like to scream from the mountain tops right now about how awesome I am that today both of my children are napping AT THE SAME TIME and it's mid afternoon. Seriously I wanna dance around the house. Which I would do, but I'm too tired. Because really, I just don't sleep anymore at all. It could take an hour to feed him at night, so if you add that to how long it takes to burp him (he's not a good burper at all), change his diaper, and get him to fall back to sleep I'm pretty much getting a couple of hour and a half long naps before my energetic toddler wakes up and is ready to play. Plus I had to go say that about them both sleeping.....now Luke just woke up. DAMN! But hey he slept long enough for me to put Allie to sleep, clean up after lunch, send a couple emails and write this post. WAIT, no one breath...he just went back to sleep. ok, maybe not. =\ Talk to you all later. I'm gonna PROMISE to upload some pictures of "Mini-Mike" later on today. Labels: Mini-Mike Friday, October 05, 2007Ripping out my HeartThis weekend is Allie's birthday. Today I'm bringing in Dora cupcakes and little goodie bags into daycare for all the kids at snack time at 3:30. So hopefully I can get Luke to eat at like 2:30 so that I can time the visit to daycare in between feedings. So yesterday I made 24 chocolate cupcakes made with home made cream cheese frosting and decorated with Dora sugar faces. I made little goodie bags complete with both Dora toys for the girls and Diego toys for the boys. Allie was so excited! We were gonna sing happy birthday and eat Dora cupcakes at school with all her friends. She sang happy birthday to herself and repeated all the kids in her class who were gonna sing with her. This morning we got all dressed with cute little pigtails and a nice shirt for her birthday. We talked about how Daddy was gonna drop her off and that she wasn't going to cry. Then Mommy was gonna come later with all the Dora stuff and then we were gonna sing. She was so happy and excited. She went off with daddy....they ran into class all excited...............then the second they got into the room all the happiness died. She stopped caring that it was her birthday or that I was coming with Dora cupcakes, all she knew was that Mike was leaving and the screaming bloody murder ensued. Mike left and went to work, and called me on the way to tell me how she was crying. I was like - but but did you tell her about the Dora cupcakes?!?!?! He was like yea, she didn't care. *sigh* So we decided that we'd call again in an hour and see how she was. An hour and 15 minutes later and they say that she's still crying. STILL CRYING AFTER AN HOUR!!!!! *BIG SIGH* Well, technically she would stop for a couple of minutes and then remember and then cry for daddy again. But still over an hour of crying? So there we are, Mike and I, on the phone like - OK, we're gonna call again in 15 minutes and if she's still crying we're going there to get her. Cause that is just TOO long to be crying. Why are we torturing her like that?!? Maybe she doesn't like the teachers. Maybe we should switch her school. Maybe we should pay for someone to come to the house and watch her and Luke when I go back to work. Maybe, ANYTHING BUT STAND BY AND WATCH OUR LITTLE GIRL CRY FOR ALMOST 2 HOURS!!!!! Anyway, when we called back and they said they went up to the gym and that the change of scenery helped, cause now she's playing and having fun and all is OK. *sigh of relief* OK, please tell me what to do, cause I'm about just pull her from daycare and keep her home with me. She only goes two days a week, but this is the second week of MAJOR crying and Mike and I can't deal with it anymore. HELP! Labels: A Day in the Life, Althea Raye |
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