03-18-18 Sunday Morning Naptime

Baby E is still dealing with some separation anxiety. It makes sense, considering there are a great many things in his life that he is not in control over and we have had some big changes in the past year, so navigating them can be challenging for him. One of the things he absolutely refuses to do is stay in the nursery at our new church. He doesn’t know anyone and the few times we have tried he has been in hysterics the entire time. So when we are at the new house and visiting the new church, we keep him with us for the entire service. Honestly, I thought it would be a disaster the first week that we tried, but he actually took to it very quickly. He sits very quietly and doesn’t stir much and he is almost guaranteed to take a nap about ten minutes into the sermon.

So this morning as we sat at church, I held him in my arms and he slept. I confess that I loved it. I didn’t mind that the room was really warm, and his sweating little body was pressing against me. I enjoyed the weight of him in my arms. I liked the rhythmic sound of his breathing.

As the pastor drew his sermon to a close and we started singing the final song, Baby E opened his eyes and blinked at me, giving me a huge smile. As long as our Sunday mornings go that smoothly, he can sit with me as long as he wants!


03-17-18 Celebrating My Boy

Big E’s birthday is in just a couple of days, but this evening we decided to have a little celebration for him out at the new house. We had a cake and presents and sang Happy Birthday. And I have to tell you that I am one proud mama. My sweet boy kindly asked who each present was from, and once learning the giver, turned to them and politely said thank you. He lingered over the gifts and was genuinely excited about each one, whether it was a Mario Pez dispenser or a new video game. This boy has the kindest heart of any child I’ve ever met, and it makes giving him gifts such a pleasure.

It’s so hard to believe that in two short days he will be six. I once heard someone say that the days are long, but the years are short when it comes to parenting. This evening I feel that is true. The baby I held in my arms nearly six years ago is growing in strength and character into a kind, compassionate, loving boy and I am so proud to be his mommy. What an honor. ๐Ÿ™‚

03-16-18 Spring Break

This evening was the start of my spring break. I am blessed to have a job that provides a few extra days off in the spring, and I will be heading back to work on Wednesday. Unfortunately my spring break does not coincide with the kids’ break, but we will still have a nice weekend. We came out to the new house, and we’ll stay here until Sunday evening. We are having a tiny little birthday celebration for Big E (he turns six on Monday.) Every morning he asks me if it’s his birthday and when I tell him that it hasn’t come yet, he asks me if I will remember to tell him on the day that it happens. Don’t worry, sweet boy, I won’t be forgetting! It’s late, so that’s all I’ve got tonight. Sweet dreams, friends. ๐Ÿ™‚

03-15-18 Wrestling

Between the two of us, Tim is definitely the ‘get on the floor and rough house with the kids’ parent and I’m the ‘dear Lord, please keep us out of the ER’ parent. But a few weeks ago while I was laying on the couch, C crawled up on top of me and I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around her and she giggled and squirmed to get away…. and so began a new game with Mommy. This evening, I laid on the floor and the kids took turns getting all wrapped up in the wrestling mommy monster, and they laughed as they fought their way free. We all had a great time, and I think I laughed just as hard and loud as they did. They are sleeping now, and I’m getting ready for bed myself, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to feel it in the morning, because I already am now! Ha!! I’m too old for this, but I don’t think it’s going to stop me. ๐Ÿ™‚

Enjoying some unexpected cousin time this evening. (They’re ninjas… obviously!)

03-14-18 Time Change

“I love this time change,” I keep reminding myself as my children are still adjusting. Every morning brings a new meltdown, and every evening brings fresh tears. But I know this will get better. This evening I had the kids all ready for church when Big E slipped and fell and got a scrape on his back and everything went downhill. He was inconsolable, which caused Baby E to become so as well and as they screamed and cried, I counted the hours until Tim would be home. In the end, I decided we would stay home, especially after I saw Baby E give a big yawn.

But just wait until the weather warms and we won’t even remember the rough week that we have had. The longer evenings will bode us well when we are walking along the boardwalk or sinking our toes in the sand at the beach. So for the next few weeks we will grit our teeth, smile, and plow ahead.

03-13-18 Dental Shenanigans

As a child, going to the dentist always brought a sense ofย  foreboding, and even now I dread each visit. Thankfully, this was not passed on to my children. They do not mind the dentist at all, and eagerly await each visit.

As we sat in the waiting room this morning, Baby E asked if he could go first. Surprised that my typical stranger-danger child had a look of eagerness dancing in his eyes, I consented. When they called us back, he marched into the room and pulled himself onto the large chair. They prepped him and when the dentist came in, he laid back and calmly followed all the directions. She counted his teeth, scraped away any plaque, brushed and polished the teeth, and used dental floss. He smiled and chatted through the entire experience.

When his turn was up it was Big E’s time in the chair. I noticed quickly that Baby E seemed to get discontented and jealous very quickly, as if Big E had stolen his chair and his dentist. He started to whine and sulk that it was his turn to get his teeth cleaned. By the time C was in the chair, Baby E was nearly in hysterics. Much to all of our dismay he begged and pleaded to get his teeth cleaned again. He cried. He screamed. He threw a fit on the floor.

The dentist and her assistant laughed that they had never seen a child so eager to be in the chair, while I carried his flailing form out of the room for a good scolding. When C was done, the dentist allowed him back in the chair and slowly counted his teeth again. He enjoyed it but quickly realized he wasn’t getting another cleaning and melted down all over again. As I stood in the foyer trying to schedule their next appointment, he laid on the ground weeping at his missed opportunity and refused to be comforted by the dentist and her offerings of stickers.

As I led my children out of the office, carrying a writhing and screaming Baby E in my arms, I comforted myself with the knowledge that we had at least survived the visit and that there were no cavities. I imagine the dental office talked of our dramatic visit all day, and why shouldn’t they? After all if we are going to fail at something, we might as well do it big.

03-12-18 My Littlest Savage

Baby E has been having a rough few weeks. He has been dealing with some pretty strong separation anxiety as of late. I think it initially started when Big E started school, but it has progressively gotten worse. It’s difficult for me to leave his line of sight without him getting upset, which is obviously challenging seeing as I go to work each day. I think part of his silent treatment last week was owing to that. This week my mother in law offered to watch him for the week to give him a break from daycare and a chance to reset. I’m hoping it makes a difference, but it was hard leaving the house this morning hearing him cry and scream after me. He cheered up quickly, but I wasn’t there for that part.

Tomorrow morning the kids have a dentist appointment, which means I’ll sneak in a little extra time with him before I head to work.

Dear friends, I’m going to be honest with you here… It might not be a popular opinion, but sometimes being a working mom stinks. When I look at my kids as I drop them off for some one else to raise, it hurts. When I miss out on field trips and school activities, it hurts. And when my baby screams for me to take him with me, it hurts.

So I try to make the time I have with them count. That’s why I push for beach visits and library nights. I can’t give them all the time and experiences that I wish I could, but I can give what I can. So I will.

Wish me luck at the dentist in the morning… It should be an adventure!

03-11-18 Best Laid Plans

Despite staying up late to watch a movie, and losing an hour of sleep, we got up this morning and got ready for church. We really enjoy our new church and we look forward to any Sunday we can be there, so imagine our disappointment when we piled in the van only to find out the battery was drained. Gah!! We think the kids left one of the interior lights on overnight. With no one there to jump the van we headed back inside and waited for someone else to come home. In the meantime we managed to fit in some naps and family time. When my mom and sister got back from their church, Tim got the van started. We were lazy for most of the day, but we finally headed out this evening. ๐Ÿ˜Š

03-10-18 Ramblings

There’s an order to superhero movies. I know this because my husband only lets me watch them in a certain order. I’ve fallen behind, so this evening we took a step towards catching up and watched the first Guardians of the Galaxy movie. We pulled the tv super close to the television, turned down the lights, and settled in for a nice movie night.

We had a good day with the kids. We came out to the new house last night and got to bed late. Baby E woke up around 2am with a dry cough that kept him awake. Eventually I let him crawl in bed with us, and I didn’t get much sleep after that. We all woke up super early.

It’s strange that back home, it is rather difficult to get Baby E to take a nap, but when we come to the new house he will tuck himself away for a nap every day we are here. He does it on his own. In fact today he gave himself two naps. He also learned this evening that he loves roast beef and gobbled down a larger dinner than he has managed for weeks.

The kids got to play outside for awhile today. It has always been too cold on our previous visits for the kids to get out much, but they certainly enjoyed it today.

Sorry that this has been a rambling post! Good night, friends!